Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
Good luck man
I dont need it. Shes easy.
I like to use the word "seasoned" over "slutty", you know, like a good curly fry
tagging him in all 73 close-ups of your cleavage might have been a little obvious.
He said he wanted to see my room, not my womb. It's a common mistake.
Just saw my bank statement. It literally goes liquor store pizza place liquor store pizza place bar bar bar liquor store pizza place 711 for snacks withdrawl for drugs rinse and repeat
nothing says 4th of july like teaching grandma how to work a keg
they were having sex on the toilet apparently and everytime someone knocked they flushed. it was like an auditory scoreboard of sex duration.
Gas station champagne. And before you say anything I'll have you know it's imported. From California. So get fucked.
My parents don't seem to understand that all I want to do over break is smoke in bed and watch Workaholics.
Hey do you have any hot friends that would settle for less?
I am the fucking FIFTH wheel. How do you think it's going?
Kick open the door, strike a pose, steal a boyfriend, end scene.
If I call him daddy should I get him a father's day card? Serious question
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
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