I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
i'm smoking hookah in a kayak. how did this happen.
woke up rolled in a yoga mat listening to enya. I'm never going back to Oregon ever again.
Exactly how low is masturbating to your cute professor's lecture videos?
It was literally like being eaten out by a dog. That bad.
He somehow managed to accomplish karate kicking a door down, cockblocking my friend in the room, and writing "tits" all over the house with a blue sharpie.
Hahaahaah I keep finding little notes you left me on my physics notes... "TOO HIGH FOR BIRDS"
the parade is in 5 days. put your big boy pants on and come to beer training. time to build your tolerance. i can't have you passing out in a bush with a cape on again this year.
...im seriously confused as to why this doesn't make sense to you. Girl hostage, rob casino. Makes perfect sense.
I just can't promise there won't be a reason to hit you in the face with a dildo again in the future.
Quick question. How did my clothes end up in your room on your bed and I end up outside your room naked on your couch?
When was the last time you wore pants?
Time is relative.
And pants are optional.
I'm gonna play this game called Conquer the Dicks. I think it is self explanatory.
I just got a rock from a customer. Weirdest. Tip. Ever.
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