a guy in a toll booth on I-90 told me to fuck off for not being a red sox fan. i am going to miss massachusetts very much.
He just said "I made some changes in my life. The male g-spot is in the rectum and I wanted to explore that."
I googled what to do, and it said to squeeze the pressure out so people are taking turns sitting on my head. I can't believe I'm allowing this
Once I saw his penis, I knew I made the right choice
I thought about donating plasma but thats not the way i want to find out that i have aids
He could tell i had a fever by feeling my tits. He gets docter of the year.
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At 4 am, making my walk of shame, the hotel security followed me to my car with his flashlight shined directly on me. I felt like either a criminal or like I was about to get raped. Can't a girl sneak out of a hotel room without an actual spotlight on her?!?!?!
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
He just grabbed my boob and justified it by saying "I just wanna feel your heart beat"
thanks for piggy backing me around for the rest of the night when I got too drunk to stand.
I put ketchup in a girls hair last night. I need a sorry balloon
I'm tired, but I'm gonna go with "I watched the debate last night and part of my soul died"
She's like a cask of Amontillado. Very tempting if I was drunk, but sober, I know I'll get fucked over in the end.
How do I tell my boss I have slutty fantasies about him, me and his conference room table?
Randomize
