i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
The make-up sex just reminded me why we broke up in the first place.
I have no memory of puking on someone. Was he cute?
so he stopped for a second, looked up at me and said in a really creepy voice, "I can has cheeseburger?" and then went back to eating me out.
She was raised with a wonderful home life. I can't do anything with that.
He's sobering up. It was really bad for like 45 minutes. He cried while telling me how he pictured us eating hotdogs on the beach together.
She's good at three things and two of them involve dicks. And other one involves her love for arts
Kegger tonight. 10pm. $5 coverfor unlimited booze. Proceeds benefit nuns from Uganda. Bring friends. No shit.
I think you can do her, she seemed pretty set for revenge the second time her boyfrind high fives her in the face.
I am burnt. Have a black eye. Face dove into the grass and got pissed on. Time of my life. God Bless the USA.
There's a person in my phone named motor boat. I love making new friends.
He SHOWED UP to the party wearing one shoe and a dinosaur hat. He kept lifting up his shirt and asking people to bite his nipple.
Twice. I only peed my pants twice tonight.
Can't really tell your Mom you are moody due to dick deprivation.
Did we actually play with swords last night or did I dream that?
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