How many nights a week you wake up with sticky boxers cause you were dreaming of Clay Aiken? Your wife mad?
I wasn't pimping you out... I was helping you network!
i need you to recap everything for me beyond "i think i'm gonna try vodka-pong"
I can blatently call girls sluts here and they think i'm speaking norwegian
Its so akward after he cums on my face. like usually the porn just ends
Home remedy for the herp. Black tea. I need to strap teabags to my wang.
Confirmed. Vegetarians give terrible head.
All I know is he mentioned whips, leather cuffs, and a riding crop. It's like Halloween, Christmas, and My birthday all in one. a 5 year old couldn't even possibly be this excited.
Sweet and genuine is kinda lame. I'm more of a bust all over your face and hair kinda guy.
Uhm the hair is off limits bro, conditioner can only go so far.
Bro? You just made it a target.
Also, upon examining the photos, I have concluded that you were the sloppiest drunk girl of the night. And that's saying something considering Hurricane Jessica was in town.
I put my hydrocodone prescription in my cereal box its like real lucky charms
The salesman at the smoke shop just told me my hair is glorious...
So I bet a guy he could drink two irish car bombs faster than me and I lost. now he gets to name our first son. sory.
I was just thinking about if my bath water turned to jello and got a little freaked out
You spent the whole night conversing with your zombie poster, so I'd say you were pretty far gone.
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