You're in luck. The brownies don't even have butter, just vege oil
I'm sorry..where i come from learning how to exploit a wealthy middle aged man is a right of passage
...you put a chicken patty in my toaster last night..
You told him your wedding ring was part of your costume. not okay!!
you threw up in the bushes next to the ABC store and kept saying "you're home, blueberry vodka, you're home!"
You woke up in the middle of the night and told me we won the sweepstakes, the penis sweepstakes.
you could never motorboat her...you'd have to motor-titanic her
remember to ask your mom about the name of her pet duck so we can name the bowl
did you find a tooth?
did you lose one?
Revised rule: don't put your dick in the general vacinity of mental instability.
Not even dry humping. Not even a little bit.
Well I either feel like the fat girl or very accomplished because his bed is now broken in three places
I spent half an hour sculpting my pubes into a perfect triangle of really short hair, and the first thing he said when he saw it was "Don't you think you need a shave?"
Dont worry, the Canadians are more afraid of you then you are of them.
Until you've snorted cocaine at 6am before your nursing school clinicals birthing babies you're not on my level
Her blowjob technique? Picture someone attempting to drink a triple thick milkshake through a Capri Sun straw.
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