its official now. im not pissing on secret service cars with a senators inside anymore.
Yes, that's a picture of my balls. It isn't however an answer to my question.
That's because you're a slut. A slut fucking a fence.
dude. i just ate tomato soup with a funnel. we're out of spoon-straws.
We're going to shave my junk and take pictures of it wearing fake mustaches we found at the dollar store. They're uncannily realistic; much better than the cockstaches of my youth.
Just to prove a point, she called and ordered a pizza 10 min before she ordered the blow and it still got here first. I may never leave LA.
I told you!!! And that is why he's the drug dealer to the stars.
I'm pretty sure I did the Macarena with a gay guy while shot gunning a beer
just walked across campus with a bottle of champagne in between my boobs. night two and the quest for classiness is already over
I shall welcome him into my body with an open liver and completely lay down all chance of resistance. Sweet Zeus, please take me to Mt. Olympus and share all that is divine. I promise, the secrets will be safe with me
I am not working on the very first day I can throw up alcohol that I legally bought and drank.
Once you've had an oral std scare, you're an expert.
we had sex in his office so i figured it was appropriate to like his company's page on facebook
Stop talking and go back to bed. You're in the kitchen in your underwear and slept in your car.
Panties = found
Heels with jeans turned Casual Friday into Casual Sex With My Boss Friday
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