I know its small, but please -- stop calling it my "weenis".
I know I'm not learning anything when I can't even spell the name of the class I'm taking
The only ground rules are no one is allowed to come who will say "no, that's a bad idea" or "what if we get arrested?"
they told me they were banning four lokos so yeah i did have to buy 42 of them
This is like the time you took a picture of your knees and told him it was your tits, isn't it?
He came in 20 minutes late for his final wearing plastic bags on his feet, and a tablecloth cape. Explain.
After she lost the bet I made her get on one knee so she could "Te-blow me"
I just want to curl up with him and brush his hair and sing love songs together, I think you should come over and end this
I made her orgasm until she cried. Four years of only having sex with dudes and I've still got it.
Inebriation Olympics: Team Drunk vs Team Stoned. This weekend. It's on.
You cried for a while then lifted lots of weights then cady's ex put glitter on your tits and then you took a nap. I got you pizza and brought you home. Nothing too exciting.
I think I almost ran over some kid I went to high school with. Guilt factor: moderate to low.
We just finished having sex and as soon as we get out of bed he yells "trust fall" and runs me over
Not my lover. I would rather lose all my teeth, and I fucking love my teeth.
Just FYI: if you happen to notice a liquid of some sort on my kitchen counter with an interesting color/ texture, don't taste it
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