I think men at large are the problem in most or all relationships. It's like trying to drag a three-legged retarded puppy through an obstacle course
update: the house isnt on fire anymore, but he is still pissing on all your stuff.
the house was on fire??
shit I thought I told you.
I didn't know it was possible to make picking up dog shit look sexy.
She did the bend and snap...
Without me, you would never be able to say you partied with a midget!
Woke up to the sound of my own moans coming from the tv....evidently it was videotaped.
My clit ring got caught in his beard. Never. Again.
Im pretty sure you told the waiter at Dennys last night to take your pants off or show a nipple.
We broke into the space center. If i go to jail I wanted to tell you, you have a fantastic dick. Use it wisely.
Just tell your mom you have to go somewhere half naked with a strange man. She'll understand
You need to fuck him. The man has his own Wikipedia.
I'm gonna go to bars and pick up women hopped up on democracy.
In that state of mind I managed to bounce back from getting hit by a golf cart and convince an investigations officer that I was okay to go into the game.
He can't just hit it and quit it and then eat your pop tarts on his way out.
If I were better looking, this would be the point where I'd resign myself to stripping.
Its amazing how creative youll get when your house has been out of toilet paper for a week and a half
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