He walked me home last night across campus while i fed him pasta out of a solo cup at 3 am.
you woke me up at 7 am banging on my wall.. what the hell
thats the international knock for joint time
Even my psychiatrist thinks I should fuck the married guy.
and you will have a crown and it will be made of penises and all will bow before you and your glorious penis crown
on the way home I asked you what exit we get off at and your answer was "just like the goldfish"
There is a contact in my phone named "Bar Mcntysu." this is why we need a third person to go out with us.
It was your ex but it was not eighties night, it was pudding wrestling. And either thank you or I'm sorry depending on the state of my pants left on the doorstep
I can't blame him for thinking that then, placing a cone shaped potato chip on the tip of his penis post bj is not a normal act of love
Again??? Now we can't ever fucking go there again STOP PEEING IN FOYERS
I'm going to have to have a long talk with god if my soul mate has a prince albert
After getting all 4 of my wisdom teeth removed I asked my dentist how much better would I be at head
I'm sorry you caught us fucking in your bathroom. If it makes you feel any better when I tried to put my pants back on I dropped them in the toilet.
Do you think you can chase a shot with chicken soup?
when i was on the highway she passed out and knocked my transmission into nuetral with her forehead...that was an experience
Two questions: is there going to be a bathroom at this party, and can we fuck in it. This will define whether or not I enjoy going to parties with you.
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