I just had to explain to the pharmacy cashier that the Plan B and thank you notes I was buying were not related.
It only happened twice. Once we used extra virgin olive oil and once I used saliva and brute force.
Me liking this guy is the best diet ever. Do I want this cookie...or do I want to get laid.
Her little brother was home, so we had to hook up while playing hide and seek with him
So, after having sex with my 4th overweight girl in 2 weeks, I've decided Charlie Sheen syndrome is ruining my life.
I'm not sure...it could be the pasta I ate from her sink, the dominoes, or just the alcohol. Or a wicked combination of all 3.
Found plan b box covered with blood. In kitchen sick. Pickle jar is empty. Wtf happened?
I definitely made out with a high school student last night while his sister and my brother were in the same room. I think we're all traumatized by the situation.
We should probably go now, otherwise the whores will descend.
well, at the moment I'm sleeping in someone's closet in a buzzlightyear snuggie, so I can't judge,
Those thigh tattoos deserve the handsomest of grins between them. Dont settle.
leave me alone I'm becoming one with nature and doing plant things
Honestly, I want an afternoon of mild abuse, mixed with face fucking and general molestation that turns in love making, laughter and cinnamon toast crunch naked in bed.
Rain drop, shock top, drinking can't stop stop
Interesting, I was always told to run away from crazy, but you seem to think we should run towards them dick first.
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