I sat a few seats down and one row behind a cute girl at the Cubs game today. Having watched her talk to the guy next to her, I found out only her name and age. I then used that information and pieced it together with over 500 girls on Facebook with the same name. I found the same girl, and we're now fbook friends.
if being a creepy fuck was an olympic sport, they'd think you were using performance enhancing drugs...
Dude dan is so baked he taped his remote to the futon so he couldn't lose it again. Come over here
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
I get a nice feeling when i open my fridge and see it filled with thirty beers and half a leftover jimmy johns pickle.
I feel as though I could trust her, I mean she did tell me she was married before we had sex.
Ice that vagina down, get some coffee, and try not to walk with a limp. It's time to dominate, pull it together
You need Xanax blowdarts
Care to explain the single rose and the package of "Cowboy Moustaches" I found on the porch?
maybe facebook could make a notification like "someone tagged a photo of that guy you used to bang and still think is really hot with his shirt off"
I should become a firefighter. Who uses his cock to fight fires. Like a Superhero.
But like it was sooo bad! At one point he tried to flip me over and he fell off the bed
Do you have feelings for this penis?
Okay everything with a penis is officially dead in my eyes
I slept with six men with different nationalities this week. Who says I'm not a woman of culture?
Her hand jobs are magic. They smell like vanilla and awesomeness. She made me forget how to walk
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