this is amy. the small petlike person from the womens bathroom at the reef.
i know he has to tuck it when he gets excited in public and all, but now he is just starting to show off.
he used a semicolon in his bootycall text, of course he's not gonna go down on me.
He came in looking for condoms, iced coffee, and a gas tank. I need to be where he's going.
She was doing lines off of her friends boobs in the limo at 9 oclock on a thursday This has the potential to be the best weekend ever
all I remember is repeatedly winking at the fire marshall while he was counting the people in the bar
found a half eaten roll befind my toilet today. my birthday just keeps popping up.
Let's discuss options later this evening. I'll draw out said options and compare and contrast the "accessibility" of the costume for quickies. Because you never know. Halloween is full of surprises. I'll also compare practicality, level of skank, and creative features.
She had forties taped to her hands and was trying to give him a hand job while he was passed out, with everyone in the living room.
Now you know my pain. Live with it. Own it. Recognize it. Cause its like shitting napalm.
Well it ended with everyone taking a bite out of a raw potato and a girl crying because her boyfriend wouldn't bring her any grape juice. So yeah...I'd say the night was a success.
Awkward, walking to my bootycall's hotel room and run into my dad leaving his. Just nodded to each other and went on our ways
Babe, Have you see my pants?
Try Jay street in Brooklyn.. that's where I last remember seeing them.
Let's just say, I will never again lick an asshole.
The economy isn’t reopen until I can get drunk and motorboat fake tits at lunch on a Wednesday
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