It's what's on the inside that counts(972): They probably have big open vaginas so the inside is no good
Hey sorry about saying i hated you. it was the coke and the ice cream.
He was wearing a Knicks jersey I had to go home with him. it was a rough season.
She was raised with a wonderful home life. I can't do anything with that.
grab my backpack.....its in the fridge
She had her laptop open and there was microsoft word opend and all was written was "no italianoo"
She uses my penis to point at the tv when we talk about the shows. I love her
You were almost as fucked up as I was the night I hooked up with a bob saget look alike...
I am expending an amazing amount of energy to not throw up right now
All I remember is waking up with 3 penises pointed at my face. I also remember enjoying that a lot. And then I threw up in their shower.
my mom called me mid shot and i accidentally answered and kept calling her my own name. somehow i thought that would help the situation.
My hands are stained pink. I look like I fisted a muppet.
Look, road flare archery was agreed on. We both accepted it was a shit idea sober, but did it drunk anyway.
i guess she just walked over ass naked and peed on his laptop. gonna call an over price on that drunk sex.
sometimes u just gotta ride a dildo and forget about life
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