I mean, he was my book buddy in 1st grade. The kid taught me how to read, the least I could do was give him head.
this is the last time we take the mathletes drinking.
someone wrote on his wall: "congrats on your engagement"
I think you may want to look into that...
You kicked in the door when she was blowing him. You dont remember do you?
You scratched my dick last night. It deserves an apology and I fell that actions speak louder than words when it comes to apologies like this.
Also while I am being the bigger person I plan on bringing over something strong smelling and/or alcoholic to torture the poor hungover bastard
This hangover is so bad, we are pregaming Chinese food with pizza.
Sunday is the day of rest.
As in, whatever liquor is left after last night, you have to drink the rest.
There no better feeling of self control than stopping yourself before telling your girlfriend she gives head just like her sister.
I remember saying to him "Fun fact! If you lie this way it's easier to deep throat!" I even judge me.
I might have snap chatted him. So here's what I need you to do. Find him. Abduct him. Get his phone. View the chat so he can't. Then, buy him ice cream. He deserves ice cream.
I mean, "boo" isn't the appropriate response to someone dying...
I woke up with a thorn in my belly button. A THORN!
he fucked me while wearing his "Reagan Bush '84" tank and my inner democrat has never been more disappointed
Idk I've taught my 18 month old how to say nipple so kids aren't all bad
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