As it would turn out, "jesusssssss" is not the password to enter Faith Chapel's wifi network.
last night i found out that my 11 year old cousin used me as an example of what not to do in her D.A.R.E. speech. awesome.
Just flooded the bathroom while masturbating in the shower. Managed to squeege most of it up. Desperately need to get laid.
No he didn't understand the sequence...then I started texting him these texts with vagina strategically spelt correctly in jumbles of letters.
We found a swing set....it's in the front yard.
Hah no, But it might feel like water boarding to my soul
He laid on the ground 100 ft from the car crying about how he just wanted to be home already
Please don't make me ever have to hear the words "the Queen's gynecologist" ever again.
It's like my uterus needs a hug... and anti depressants
I was thinking about the biological process causing me to puke while I was puking. THAT'S how much I'd been studying.
I AM NOT LOSING TO SOME FICTIONAL CROSSDRESSER
Excuse me while I gouge out my eyes.
In which case my work here is done.
I worry about your feelings an awful lot for somebody who gets off on making you cry
I told you I couldn't sleep because of the speed and you rolled over and replied "shh. just pretend."
ugh, my whole family is going ape shit over my sister's pregnancy blog. I dont get it? Anyone can get knocked up! I had rebound sex with a new york ranger last night, now that is something to fucking blog about.
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