Vomit. Vomit. Whatever. You wear a tiara in public.
Sarah, plain, and tall I adore you
Can I ask u a weird question?
Sure
do u have the hershy squirts too?
our conversations pretty much only consist of the phrase 'fuck you'. and the sex is fantastic. we've got a great thing going here.
Drag queen told me that I have the cheek bones to do drag. That's supposed to boost my moral.
It's the only time I've ever felt manly shitting myself
Oh Brad. Your poor brain, always being ignored for your penis and crazy women.
When you can pee with one hand accurately while texting, you drink too much.
I can't thank you enough for the well-timed blowjob. What a huge improvement in my outlook on the day.
Your mother may get texts again about women putting dog food up their vaginas and asking for it to be licked.
Like Is it appropriate to tell your boss you banged a guy in the back of a truck at a wedding? Probably not.
I think it's important to not involve Bar Food in any near future decisions.
Congrats! Its a fuck boy!
I don't know if I'm dying or this is just a mild inconvenience
While finding our clothes afterwards he says..."So do we like have to talk after this?"
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