john hughes is dead. crushing any and all dreams of me ever being in an 80's john hughes film. bummer.
his penis was like watching paranormal activity your very hyped up to see it but you think it might be very scary and in the end you didnt really see anything at all
I just saw a girl licking a cheeseburger wrapper. dont ever let me get that fat
thats the sluttiest christmas spirit ever.
You need to tell him your pregnant or we need to stop playing doubles beer-pong. My liver is begging you.
Wanna skype?
Can your lips gently and pleasantly suck on my balls via skype? If not, then no.
Maybe is for pussies. We only say yes in this household
You have ruined sex with him for me. Now all I think is "boy scout" and I want to go home
We are all done wearing pants today
Meeting him up for him to pay half of the Plan B was awkward but worth it cause I'm broke as fuck
I remember the Prince Albert and the three penises in the threesome. But the rest no.
Beer and Reeses. dinner of champions
I haven't gotten this high alone in a long time. I keep looking at the cat waiting for her to say something.
its as if im in a choose your own adventure book. except im not the reader and someone else is choosing my fate...one awesome decision at a time.
Bud light made chelada as a breakfast for those of us with class at 8 am
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