So how was he last night?
Five-minute foot-long.
Yes, one should always join a cult. At least once.
Correction, I've been on a lot of dates and a lot of dicks
I am at the gas station and there is a whole amish family here I'm not sure why the amish need gas but I think its worth investigating
I bet they don't have a scenario slide on how to deal with a suggested three way with counsel during harassment training.
Good news: he out-ran the campus police. Bad news: they were chasing him toward the REAL police.
Her throat is strong enough to gargle peanut butter. I'm sure you were satisfied.
I say we go and bring jello shots with laxatives. 57% sure one of his toilets is broken
Just had to find a way to explain to the border patrol that we were coming into canada "for about a half hour to have one last under 21 drink before kendals birthday at midnight." He said ok and told us where the closest bar was. Nice man.
With the drought our water bill is skyrocketing. No more shower sex, masturbating, or pretending to be under a water fall after smoking a blunt.
I feel like I should have backed off when "I love you" came out on the third date. Now I'm in her bed wondering which door my shrine is behind. Fuck.
I hope to God it's not the new neighbors having sex, because what I'm hearing sounds like a mildly defective vuvuzela or a cow giving birth.
I thought I was heading girls talk. It was the toilet. Like put my ear to it
Acid king. Jackson puked a lot. Promoter booth. Angry security. No acid. Probably a good thing.
My fuck buddy and I talked about Amelia Bedilia for ten minutes before having sex. I think I'm in love.
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