we were both hunting dick last night. it ended terribly for both of us.
i wish i could post a picture of his odd shaped penis on facebook and label it "wtf???"
I wish I was that guy from the miller light commercials so I could walk into parties and take peoples beer without getting yelled at
i wish i could, but i promised myself i wouldn't sleep with anyone who couldn't grow a beard for a while. it's not you, it's crosby.
I'm just gonna be the bigger person here and say I want you inside me
I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
I wish I could like. Pull my liver out, and put it in the corner of a boxing ring, put a towel and ice on it, rub it's shoulders, and tell it to "get back in there, you got this!".
I told him I was very thankful for what his country has done to my vagina and walked away.
She asked if i could guess "what shape her carpet was". I got it wrong (christmas tree).
I don't care how much you're grieving a loss, masturbating off the side of a roof is not acceptable mourning behavior.
I should rephrase... I'm trying to not sit on other peoples faces besides my boyfriends.
Well we did eat French fries lady-and-the-tramp style last night...
You tried to ride his dick and fell off. Then tried to ride the floor. That's why he hasn't called back
Come get me...at gazebo by side entrance....im passed out in a bush...this is a Bar A bouncer texting for your buddy
Abby there's no shame in reading porn. It takes more work than watching I suppose
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