I hope to God it wasnt poon. That odor was unnatural, it was satanic pussy.
I think we should see other people.
Already working on it.
Martha Stewart would most definitely roll a great joint.
We need somewhere to take these girls. Otherwise it's a orgy in the Mazda.
So can we talk about how we all three made out with the bike taxi driver in lieu of paying him. I'm not even mad, that's resourceful. You know what married girls would have had to do? They'd have had to pay.
If you hear screaming in the middle of the night, bat got loose. Call poison control immediately and explain rabies
If I puke off the kayak tomorrow think nothing of it.
He was peeing on the back wall of a building. He would have been okay if the building hadn't been a police station.
literally 50% of my time being 20 has involved my genitals thus far
So how did it go?
I'm not sure if it was all the eggnog or all the alcohol, but hosting an eggnog pong tournament was a mistake.
So, I never imagined myself puking on the side of the road at 10:30 this morning to Lynyrd Skynyrd but here I am.
I know he works a lot but c'mon man. I 69'd you the first week we boned. Put a little effort in. Fuck.
He kept telling me my vagina was a pleasure cave... I ended up just taking it as a complimetn
Did I tell you he put a lobster carcass on his dick?
I can always count on you to keep my boobs honest
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