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I'm sorry, but there's just something about mesh over nipples that irks me.
Ladies, we have an appointment at David's Bridal aurora this coming Sunday at 3pm. And an appointment at where ever tequila is served at noon.
Yeah I'm a responsible adult man but I legally unbind myself from anything that occurred that evening and am in no way responsible for those actions.
Am I the only one that feels like there are hundreds of tiny people having a rave and stomping and kicking around inside my head this morning?
Tonights drinking will be celebratory and victorious. Picture the end of The Mighty Ducks set to beer.
I need a Jamo leash. Just tie it to my wrist and every time you see me reaching for a shot of it, just yank my hand away
Dinner at my parents is vodka, lemonade, cheese ad crackers. Why would I leave?
Like an undercooked grilled cheese that got cold again. But hairy.
And there goes my desire for sandwiches. Forever.
The entire state will know me by my boobs.
I'm just going to have crazy good sex with him until one of us developed feelings that works in the movies right?
That's how all the girlfriends are. Oh he's a boy, no worries, then BAM. I blow their boyfriend.
Sooo i'm debating posing nude for the drawing and painting classes, I just wanna see if they draw my nip ring.
I am pants-free in the living room. This is liberating.
I’m traumatised. Bring vodka and condoms.
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