I'm scared at the amount of beastiality in this conversation.
Interesting preview of what next year will be like. Side note, missing a chunk of flesh from my middle finger.
Honestly, It follows the same rules as Cock Roulette.
I have six drafts of messages to you that just say "blood" and I have no idea where they came from.
Hm, finding a time when my drinking and your real life don't conflict could be difficult
My only regret is that we didn't pee on our neighbors Prius
My pubes were yanked out by the root when they got caught in the condom. I think it's time for a bikini wax.
They invented a new game at work. Its called guess if I'm baked, hungover, drunk, or some combination of the three. Its surprisingly very difficult..
that is terrible, if I can't drink Gatorade when I'm hungover I don't wanna live in this world. that's like denying wild rams to run free in the wild and frolic
sexting foreigners is the best. they respond with silly things like "love that tits"
I'm about to turn myself in when I'm less hungover.
I walked out and he was covered in jelly, slithering around the floor. I don't know how to process that.
This is the best 30th birthday ever. In a Motel 6 drinking a shower beer and sending slow-mo dick helicopter videos to you.
Pornhub is actually a very wholesome website
I'm seriously considering starting a savings account so I'll have bail money this summer.
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