the guy I was hooking up with asked me if he could wear a guerilla suit during sex.
I'll trade you a raw potato for some vodka
i wish i could, but i promised myself i wouldn't sleep with anyone who couldn't grow a beard for a while. it's not you, it's crosby.
I could literally track my booty calls if I ever got knocked up by my parking tickets
She even gives head with a lisp.
I took my pants off in the cab and tried to bite his ear. Not going oout for awhile
He smashed a plastic chair leg on a tree stump, threw himself into the side of our metal enclosure, stomped on the wreckage for a bit and then punched the fire.
Idk. Last year there was an ice luge, glow in the dark jungle juice, and lots of naked people. I feel like I'll get pregnant just thinking about going to that party.
Strike three, the fat brides maid they call shit puker also has herpes.
WHAT DID YOU SAW VERBATIM. VERBATIM IS SOBER FOR WORD FOR WORD
Want to know what makes for a better story than treehouse sex? Getting busted during treehouse sex
Thats alot of pressure.
Just on your vagina. BTW I'm passing your house.
I know I've become a responsible adult because this time, I'm not going to do the drugs I found on the ground
What conversation warrents "penis" in rainbow comic sans
And my butt misses you like the deserts miss the rain.
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