so heres a good story. about 6 hrs ago i took a bath with bruce blasting. and 6 hrs later i woke up still in my bathtub but in cold water
dude. FULL moustache. it was like getting head from Tom Selleck
Just so everyone's clear, it was already on fire when I got there.
sick fucks of a feather flock together
I'm afraid you are becoming too bourgeois with your switch from boxed wine to bottled.
We don't have sex anymore. We both agree that the olympics are more important to watch. All day. Also i don't look good compared to the athletes...
All I know is that I'm not gonna send out SOS messages via twitter for your rescue this time.
It's a strange mix of shame and pride every time I pee at the bar and still see my lipstick on the bathroom wall...
All I remember is receiving a lap dance to slow motion.
I'm just saying, if you haven't been dropped off at a Wawa at 5:30 in the morning by 3 cop cars, you're missing out
WE HAVE TO LEAVE. I HAVE HAD SEX WITH WAY TOO MANY PEOPLE IN THIS BUS STATION.
Hey, I'm just seeing how you're doing and letting you know I fucked your dad last night. Don't fuck with me.
We had sex to Hey Arnold, Rugrats, and All That. I feel like my life has come full circle.
I already popped my bottle of Rose and took my boxers off. No can do muchacho
Like if I exploded right now there would be cum and fajitas everywhere.
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