my sisters under your porch take her home
please come you make the beer taste better
I want to tell you about my weekend in person so I can see your look of judgement and disgust.
I tried to put the left over margartia in a box for you but they wouldn't let me
I am particularly sorry about getting dome in your backseat. And for thinking you wouldn't notice.
I found his backpack for the weekend. All it had was ping pong balls, mardi gras beads, and Tums.
I dont care if he cant spell. Illiterate people need blowjobs too
Well I think it's fate. Considering march is my fave month because it's my birthday and st. Patrick's day. And his name is Patrick. I'm sleeping with him all through march. No question.
I don't care if he got kidnapped by a cult one time he is a dick
I'm drunk and I have your birth certificate
I thought I would be a proper lady and put my spare panties in a ziplock
Blacked-in to me, shirtless, giving myself finger guns in the mirror and rapping "stacks in the club stacks stacks in the club."
I was just thinking about if my bath water turned to jello and got a little freaked out
He told me that after two hours of fucking he feels as though his dick wants to detach from his body and go to Mexico..
Hey what are you up to?
I am wear the people with the mustaches live. I have found their home.
DUDE, WE BOUGHT THE ACID TOGETHER.
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