It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others..
some gay kid said he wanted to blow him because "his eyebrows told a story"
I don't want to talk. I just want to motorboat those tits
I'm on my fifth cocktail in twenty minutes. I don't think I will end this on two legs.
I mean, I love her. But not "I'll have a threesome with her." Type of love.
I have words... I can't think of them tho. they keep melting together and forming you and I just want to hump it.
I think I'm going to go into my next therapy session with hot client with my fly down and when he tells me about it I'm going to say "how did that happen?!" and then porn music will start to play.
You sternly pointed at him and declared that you would ride his cock until the early dawn.
Then, you ate a turkey sub, went into his room
Just burnt my nuts with a cigarette. Don't ask. I hate life.
To give you an idea, there's a group upstairs trying to break down a door with their fists and heads.
Just pee around me
I just busted my piggy bank to afford McDonald's. This is my personal cry for help.
I think he just tried to put your boyfriend in a trashcan....
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
Note to self: dont wear a butt plug for several hours and then go gym and try and do squats
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