i blew a .213 what kind of thug blows the compton area code exactly? this guy
It was like some kind of slut recycling operation. She gave me the shirt of the last guy she slept with in exchabge for mine so I didn't have to wear the same thing to work. She's been doing it for years
I knew I was high when I wanted to write a poem about how great it felt to wash my face
Im drinking a large pickle jar full of Emergency, water and left over pickle juice and I dont care.
I'm reffing a fight in Fight Club I don't even know what I'm doing
I am the kind of drunk to where i can still drive a golf cart
She's like the Oprah of therapy. AND YOU GET A STRAITJACKET. AND YOU GET A STRAITJACKET. WITH A PADDED ROOOOM
fond memories of taking my pregnancy test here in this Burger King
we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex I've ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury
He made me choke him and call him Papi..so all in all a good night.
And my parents said I crawled through the house
This drink tastes like mosquito repellent.
I woke up with a treasure map drawn on my ass. Whattt.
Let’s try it, I’ve never had a bad time with sex, tacos and beer.
If I have put a neon “vacancy” sign on my skirt for him to get the picture I will.
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