love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
i just compared eating a chick out to "gargling a cheeto"
Slut skills are useful in every country.
turns out they were just sand fleas, not crabs.. thank you random mexican girl from padre who's name i can't pronounce
we saw a llama on the side of the road. That's when we knew everything was going to be alright.
This is the moment in my life where I take a fork in the "nice guy" road ive traveled for 23 years and fuck everything in sight that doesnt have herpes, or is in-between flare ups and I don't know about it until my dick is on fire.
He is now tagging himself in my pics from last year where he is barely visable in the corner. i feel like he's marking his territory.
In college, I had one standard. Penis. A lot has changed since then. Now I really only have one standard. Breathing.
Getting drunk and falling down, isnt the best way to describe your hobbies, to your new co-workers.
You told me that you were mad me because I wouldn't let you 'explore my castle'. Then you said I smelled like a hospital and passed out.
My mother is even happier about me having a sugar daddy than I am
I vaguely remember losing my underwear to 2 chicks in a bathroom. That drunk.
I was on top for a full on make out when in dead silence "I'm moaning Myrtle" came from the TV. Moment ruined. I got cock blocked by a fictional ghost
we played his NES Classic. Turns out there is a warp zone to my vagina.
I’m a go ahead and fuck down ATL. So when I leave in January I’ll have no regrets.
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