im never drinking mad dog again and i have your belt.
We walked because you started screaming when you finally realized he wasn't Ben Bailey and it wasn't the Cash Cab.
this morning he rolled over looked at me and said "oooo, you look like i need a drink" and then put on his clothes and left without another word
my whole body is tingling just thinking about the orgasm hes going to give me
What do you want me to say to her? "Oh hey, I need to borrow your soon to be husband to make a porn, cool?"
When I was in the bathroom and wiped with a paper towel I found in the trashcan, I realized that this might be the reason I have a yeast infection.
Found our threesome girl. She says I'm pretty. She doesn't know I'm pregnant. Yet. Think we can pull it off?
Oh we will ALWAYS be together. Or I'll have to delete my Facebook altogether. I've drunkenly boobie trapped photos of us into every album. There's no way I'd ever have the patience to go through that deletion process.
No he exists. Who else tells me no matter how drunk I am to pull out. He's watching over me so my bastard doesn't get created.
By talk him into it I assume you mean blow him into it.
I would go a lot of places to get laid. But I would NOT go to Staten Island.
Tune in tm morning for how to buy Plan B in a foreign country while coming down off ecstasy
Going on a coke binge the night before your appointment with your therapist (to talk about your sex addiction) is prob not the best idea.
So i dislocated my knee but still went home and fucked his brains out. Nothing gets in the way of my sex life. NOTHING.
I think i got beer on your cat.
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