his mom called while we were having sex and asked if we could finish in his brothers room because her ceiling fan was about to fall on her bed
Well look at it this way, if he should happen to get into a terrible accident within the next 2 days, its okay.. i have his dental records on my ass cheek.
Because if the best sex I've ever had was with a gay guy, then God help me.
I don't know if I want to cry scream puke or go somewhere and drink more. This is such a weird emotion.
I always enjoy the bewildered gaze as I buy chips, salsa and beer @ 0745.
Gold rum. Strong marijuana. Jabba the Hut in stilettos. Deep thigh bruise. Yes, thal all happened. Sorry dude.
I just want to let it be known that I almost put my phone in the fridge.
So did he inherit the massive family cock?
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I swear to all that is holy, next time you get my mom high with your "special bake sale" I am going to put your dick in the blender.
I'm like an air traffic controller of women. It's a very similar job. Well spaced and gentle landings are good. When they meet, it's bad. Explosions bad. Dying screaming burning children bad.
They've taken all the lighthearted fun out of S&M.
Whiskey and tits go great with anything. Especially fire.
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
I love friends. Friendship is wonderful. I wish the rain was my friend
i'm bringing homemade birthday cake and homegrown weed. how awesome is this text?
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