no, there's no challenge. I live a humble lifestyle out of virtue.
You wear Armani Exchange.
The guy drove to our house at 6am to sell us weed. Now that's customer service.
I have another pimple on my ass cheek.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.
If i come home from court on friday.. i'm definitely doing something illegal.
Just puked on the beach. Hungover. In front of my parents. I love summer.
My dinner guests were so drunk they never realized that I inadvertantly put Frosted Mini Wheats on the salad instead of crutons.
Apparently, I woke him up at 4AM, and yelled "you're mad because we don't have sex," while grabbing his dick. Then immediately fell back asleep, dick in hand.
Just found a wrench in the washing machine. Sooo not doing your laundry anymore.
You need to simmer down or I'm going to buy you a labia leash.
Did you blow the guy you weren't supposed to hook up with again in the bathroom of pita pit? Cause that happened last night...
You're getting spoiled, you better send me at least a side boob pic if you wanna see my dick dressed up as Davie Crockett.
REWARD BLOWJOB!! STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE I'LL BE THERE IN FIVE MINUTES.
So far I consider it a great summer because I have had to buy Plan B a total of zero times
I ask him how he's going, like life and stuff, and he responds "20-0 pats"
honestly performing my own hysterectomy would hurt less than my cramps right now.
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