yea pretty sure we followed the trail of your spaghetti-o vomit to find the car
I don't think its a good idea if I moon a whole bar again
when i got home i made myself toast with butter & put pasta on it. I know this cause it's all over my bed.
I want to apologize in advance in the event I put my boobs in your face
totally worth getting kicked out for trying to throw my drink on lindsay lohans ankle bracelet.
all i remember is him tryin to explain to the girls how to effectively hit the strip club with their bfs
hes actually pretty persuasive when he drinks
Steve is gonna hang his bear rug on the wall because he doesn't trust us not to have sex on it...
I would have screamed and cried and bled and shit and then died. Fuck that guy.
I enjoy it and I rock at it. I wish there were a respectable way to make giving blow jobs a career.
his butt looks cute in my panties so i decided he has to wear panties all the time from now on.
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
Judging by his bulge. This guy is going home with me. Who doesn't want a dick that looks like it used to be a pillar in Rome.
Blame the bisexuality and move on?
So you're not opposed to us ever having sex again? Because it just seems like such a waste to let a penis like yours go.
Yeah, so if you ever try to steal it, just know my tongue's been on it in several occasions. All over it.
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