It was like a drunk episode of Dora the Explorer. In English.
Ok, but If I make this happen, my first born son gets to fuck your first born daughter
i just had a pap smear and two shots. lets hit the beach.
Well who could blame her. I would run away from me if I could.
But here's the wonderful thing about us. It's us. You could invite me over, get really wasted and end up sleeping with someone else and id be there in the morning to take you to breakfast.
ALWAYS CAPS LOCK. IS THERE EVER A SITUATION THAT DOES NOT CALL FOR CAPS LOCK? NO.
Sexting? Sexting in caps lock seems rather unnerving.
I WANT YOUR BODY AND I WANT IT NOW.
I rest my case.
P.S. I just made up pleasure scepter for the purpose of that last message.
Can I also remind you that we insisted on touching his mustache?
Well of course I remember it took up like 20 minutes of my night.
I'll be there with bells on. And by "bells" I mean "jäger bombs". And by "on" I mean "being poured down my gullet".
Being engaged is strange. I looked at my cock this morning and said, "we did alright these last 32 years, right?"
So is the trick to long distance communication to be drunk during phone conversations?
He stole my heart. I stole his identity.
All I want to do is lay in my bed and eat hotdogs
you are the only girl i know that would bring a plate of cookies to a hook up. but they were awesome. thanks. next time cupcakes?
According to the rule of quantum porn mechanics, the mere thought of something kinky causes it to exist. So out there, somewhere, there is already riddler/smurf porn...
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