I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
she must wash her vagina with a dirtier vagina
not sure what i find more disconcerting, your text or the fact that i recognized that as a dane cook quote
all i seem to do anymore is lay around stoned, naked and eating mangoes
remember that response paper i wrote naked, at 745am still drunk with a naked dude in my bed? yeah, totally got an a- on that. and he loved my insight.
Omg considering I am covered in cake and probably cocaine that is the greatest news I have ever heard
I made him recite stats from the playoffs game last night before I would go down on him.
He's the second guy this morning whose job is jeopardized because of my vagina.
Oh man, buzzed lunch fridays almost got out of hand.
By the taste of his semen he isnt vegetarian and therefore lied to me to take me home on a brighter note i stole his fondue set
I just recorded myself pooping, then uploaded to google drive, then connected to my pc through teamviewer then downloaded it, then played it to the living room while still pooping. God I love the internet.
He's been pretending to be gay for 3 months in order to get free weed.
in retrospect i think my mom tried to raise me gay
Well statistically J has a 1 in 3 chance of hospitalization when downtown
And a 3 for 3 for disapeearing
Why do so many fanfic writers want to see hockey players get pregnant?
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