I cannot remember December 31 for the past 3 years. it might as well not even exist on my calendar anymore
And if not, hey- I've never had a restraining order before, so that will be cool
It could be our claim to fame
Done. I'll pack a cooler.
He had a beer bottle in each of his back pockets and was on rollerblades. All I remember is following him for about 10 minutes
we are watching a video on ethics because somebody wrote "butt sex" on the attendance sign in sheet
Come down. Bring Jorts. We're getting ready for this tricycle race like champions.
That dog was the best thing i ever touched
Oh my god. A memory of last night just came to me. One of our neighbors joked about Thomas having a big dick and I just kept shaking my head profusely.
My pubic hair is shaved into the shape of mistletoe.
I hope that's a joke and if not I need a snap of it
And then I went through the chix filet drive through for breakfast in all my republican post sex glory
Well, while we went through airport security, I found out Mom got her clit pierced, so there's that.
Your vagina is not a steamboat from the 1800's
You know it was a good night when you wake up w/o a shirt in someone elses living room next to a pancake on a spoon in a bowl of spaghetti.
We are back but we are listening to stairway to heaven in my car. Amy is air drums. Be back when it's over.
I'm in the recliner and i have a bottle of wine wedged in my cleavage, drinking from a straw. Clever and classy or pathetic and sloppy?
There is a sex dungeon behind the wine cellar. This is why I hate showing foreclosures.
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