I was going through my mom's high school yearbook...almost half the people who signed it referred to her as "Karen Smokejoints", "Confused Karen", or drew a picture of a joint. I have never felt more like her daughter.
I was also standing on my bed with a road cone pounding on the ceiling at 3am. Not sure why
Her thighs are so strong. I thought my head was gonna get crushed when I was eating her out
I expect to be treated like a lady. Even If your sticking it in my ass.
Look if you're not going to be mine and take care of my needs, I'm going to fuck your sisters.
By the time the opening band finished, she was already slurring, coming on to the gay couple next to us, and waving her panties in the air.
Oh and apparently Friday night I came home and tried assembling the Christmas tree until my mom just told me to go to bed. Blackout.
So what's the moral standing on reading gay porn on your phone whilst sitting next to your 87 year old Grandma?
I had a drink called "the white nun." It tasted like Marshmallows, and celibacy.
I'm just saying, I walked in on you blowing a burrito. I now understand how obsessed you are with Taco Bell. And how long it's been since you've got some.
My old dealer would be proud of the drug cocktail I just took for my back pain.
Is offering to blow your HR rep considered an ethics violation?
Keep in mind this was 2012... YOLO was a very new concept.
All I remember is that I was trying to call my wolf pack by howling.
Ur betting me $100 that I can't do ur sister?
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