This was worse than the time that I shot a bald eagle.
votings over. no more wacking it to anti christine o'donnell ads
You spent about half an hour trying to convince me that mesh condoms were a good idea.
We found a swing set....it's in the front yard.
well that explains the french fry and ketchup packet rolled into the wasitband of my sweats. thank you drunk me.
I'm so pissed my boobs hit the emergency stop button during my workout
I'm not sure how many more innuendos I can slip into this fucking conversation before I just blatantly say "I want to fuck you."
It's a never ending cycle of men I've fucked knowing other men I've fucked. I need a new town.
You know when you meet a penis that looks like it was made out of all your hopes and dreams?
You rope them in with the looks and the boobs, and I'll bore them into submission with random trivia. We can't lose.
His flight was delayed by two hours though. I just got cock-blocked by clouds :(
I may have had several rum punches and then gone to the store and used European cucumbers to prove my baton twirling prowess.
I always felt my time would come in the form of a tidal wave of whisky
I refuse to fake an orgasm. If I'm dating him, he better work for that shit.
These freshmen are fun! The redhead wants to practice her blowjob skills with me and let me rate different moves!
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