No. You are not the Kate in this relationship. I will do what I want.
I checked for jungle juice on Weight Watchers. they didn't have it.
I'm gonna put my relationship status as "widowed" to see if it helps me get some poon.
I just realized I've stolen a hat from every guy I fucked. Except the last one. Maybe there is hope for me.
What started as a "classy" double date ended with Jeremy and I tripping our balls off and talking to the refrigerator while the girls cried on the couch and questioned where their lives were heading.
If you're fucking that other dude, I'll take the sloppy seconds. I don't care.
Last comment. I know of no exercises, diets or practices out there to help keeping balls young and healthy. They simply succumb to gravity.
Also, if you all get arrested i'm coming to laugh at you because i don't have the money for bail.
Weekend plan is a big bag of dope, delivery food, Bollywood marathon and masterbating my dick raw.
So in the middle of making out, he decided to give me a breast exam. God I love dating a doctor. He saved me a $20 copay.
I just meant the frequency of your blow jobs on a flow chart wouldn't look too promising
Just try not to have a boner when you're giving your best man speech, it will really kill the vibe
I fear our relationship is coming to an end. Last night I felt the need to bloody apologise for waking him up with a blow job.
This is the best 30th birthday ever. In a Motel 6 drinking a shower beer and sending slow-mo dick helicopter videos to you.
I think I am just gonna marry that lesbian. She is more of a respectful gentleman than any of the guys I've slept with.
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