I'm in a strip club that reminds me of a crack house from the 80's.
it was really awkward, he kept trying to get on the bed with us and we kept having to kick him back on the floor.
found a naked boy completely buried under a pile of her clothes and terrified...she says she was "saving him for later"
the fact that you could barely do more than slur incoherent sentences didn't stop you from correcting her grammar
she kept yelling about wanting tacos, so I gave her a piece of bologna in a tortilla. she didn't know the difference
I just ate a can of beans for dinner so I can afford to go get a 5$ bottle of wine. I really did not think these choices would still be necessary at age 25.
Its kind of weird knowing that im only seeing you that day to fuck in some woods
I still think he fell and scraped his elbow and lost his credit card buying 8 hot chocolates for hobos
I fail to see the problem of enjoying a glass of wine while I poop...
the point I'm tryimg to make is that you didn't need to take the whole box in with you
I told you, she may have multiple personality disorder, but like in the most upbeat way possible.
I dunno that I'd be trusting enough of junkyard tequila to drink it.
Tbh.. I hope he still watches our sex tapes so he can be reminded of what he's missing out
its like i get a dick upgrade with every new guy i screw, at this rate i'm scared to see my next one
You know you're more responsible when you turn down your bed and make a clear path to it before you go out..
I'm just trying to figure out the reason why humans wear socks....
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