think what you will about my sexuality, just get the cigarettes
So yesterday I was on craigslist and I saw a listing for a sofa-cum-bed. I knew what they meant...
he was pretty good aside from the whole putting his tongue on my butt thing
we where pretty evenly matched until he threw me through that wall
Also I feel like 60% of our relationship is based on sausage mcmuffins.
They're here. One showed up as a slutty Crayola, and I think the other came as The Fat Friend.
I may have broken a few toes and my face hurts. I do know that I pissed the bed so at least I've got some closure there
You stumbled in the house, mumbled something about a cheese party, grabbed a block of cheese and the whiskey, and left.
I also just told a guy I was available for counseling in case he needed to 'bang' things out. I've become a monster.
Yes I slept with him, he was the only one not wearing a costume. Guys with costumes are just trying to impress you.
And to top it off I think that was the first time in history that anyone has used "oh just taking care of her grandmother and doing porn" in the same sentence.
I'm to the point where I'm fantasizing about Iron Chefs going down on me.
Other than unclothed paranormal encounters, how has your day been
God does not give you boobs that amazing to not share them with your friends
We're getting a bucket of chicken and screwing around, so no, you can't join us.
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