This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
I wish my period boobs were my regular boobs.
Her boobs looked like leather oven mitts. No more cougar hunting for awhile.
there's no excuse to just assume your pants won't be coming off for some reason or another. that's just irresponsible
That gas station is used for only two things, picking up moonshine and getting murdered. Only two outcomes.
Stop leaving me alone with my ex boyfriends after keg challenges. Woke up in his bed covered in what you think would be cum. No...toothpaste. He left a note. "Be home at four. Don't be here when I get back."
Imma do me. And by that, I mean I'm going to walk across campus still drunk at 9am on a Tuesday.
The reality is I'm 24 and I have terminal breast cancer. Fuck yeah I'm going have sex with every hot guy I can. What, am I gonna worry about getting an STD or pregnant at this point? If I'm gonna die, I want to have any many big dicks as I can while I'm still able.
Is it wrong that the only reason I'd want Savannah in my wedding party is to watch her whore around and drink?
The waitress at the airport bar just asked me if I wanted a "to go" beer, hahahahaha OF COURSE I WANT A TO GO BEER.
I just had a sex dream about orange juice, so there's that.
I feel like you can't break up with someone on 420. It's against stoner code
I like to send nudes ok? If that's my biggest flaw I think I'm ok
You threw him in the dryer?
He went in of his own accord. Mumbled something about experiencing the blossoming of popcorn.
I threw a lamp at you?
Yes, yes you did.
Awesome
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