I'm naming my child veloci raptor. And you can be a part of its life if you want. But that's its name. Cause i have the vagina.
Two man bar crawl was hectic. Just found leaves in my pocket.
professor came back from spring break missing a tooth
I knew my sign language would come in handy. I just used sign to coordinate a coke deal.
The sign say "Kereoke" strip bar. 5 more beers and ill be ready to rumble.
I want someone to sweep me off my feet and you want someone to fuck you on the kitchen table. They're both perfectly logical needs.
Sometimes things go your way and sometimes you get hit on by a fat drunk girl.
Well going home with a Ralph Lauren model helped me get over him real fuckin' quick. Would recommend it for all women going through breakups
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
you told me I was being patronizing because I didn't want you to run barefoot across a construction site
He told us a story about a time his 80 year old uncle karate chopped a dick in a glory hole.
I think I may have fully transcended this spectrum of life. I can see beams of light man. Down to the photons
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The only downside is I can't stop skipping
I think I'll shower sitting down. That seems safe.
You threw a beachball full of vodka at me and yelled I CHOOSE YOU then ran
I either have a problem or a really good solution... I just ordered my homecoming dress off of a website that sells forplay outfits.
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