i am YELPING strip clubs. This is interesting.
As soon as the judge read that I rear ended the car from getting roadhead he chuckled. You know he's been there before.
My sink just fell out of the wall. I can't deal with this right now
I have been running off of weed, alcohol, and Mexican food. What is Tallahassee.
I bought this skirt with every intention to have it wrapped around my tits by the end of the night. So, I'm not a whore. I'm a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Is it mean that I just sent him a pic of my tits with the header, "say bye bye?"
His concept of male bonding is doing lines in adjacent stalls.
He's like my sex unicorn. Elusive and majestic. I'll catch him, I'm baiting with patron.
No clues in my phone. Only dialed call: my own social security number. And that was before 10:00pm.
Lets have the type of night where its 5am and one of us has definitely punched someone who has been on a Disney Channel show.
You ran through a field yelling "I'm frolicking! I'm frolicking!" Then fell on your face. How is your nose today, doll?
I sent you a snap of me in the bath, and you sent me a snap of a taco. An actual taco.
Before he gave me the breathelizer, he told me to "blow like you're blowing your boyfriend". I like him. My tax dollars are well spent
I'm trying to get weird tonight. Like I want to see bitches crawling on all fours drinking milk from bowls and shit by 5 am. You down?
Two questions: is there going to be a bathroom at this party, and can we fuck in it. This will define whether or not I enjoy going to parties with you.
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