google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
I don't know, I don't really wanna ask the question, "Mom why am I not circumcised?"
He went down on me and then slapped my ass saying "thanks for the confidence boost"... is this all I'm good for?
i just did the math...im a product of my mothers birthday sex
I just had a flash of me drinking straight vodka out of a condom...
Just shook hands with the bud light truck driver, thanked him for his service to our country
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
There are reggae songs being written about me...where have I gone wrong in life?
IM DRINK YORE HIFH WE ARE POSTERCHOLD OF AMERICA
He started tongueing his parfait and told "thats what I'd to your ass" in the middle of Starbucks. Of course i brought him home
we all thought you were asleep. he found you an hour later sitting outside in the snow lighting a bowl, singing the CatDog theme song, and hugging a box a Franzia.
My vagina: 1 Male stubborness: 0
I don't just want drugs. I deserve drugs.
let me just take this time to thank you again for buying pudding.
You some how ended up sleeping on one of the beams that run along the ceiling of your house
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