its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
And people are going to start dressing like that in public, it's just ridiculous, the goths and now the GAGAs
How am I suppose to look him in the face when I know a commercial lasts longer than he does?
you were watching a documentary about sharks and wouldn't stop stroking my legs and whispering "what if they could walk?"
I was giving him head and when I deep throated him he screamed out "Ohh, top ten!"
Well, I made it thru a doorway, so I think things are going good.
That's what every 12 year old basketball team needs; a drunk and hungover lady eating KD whilst cheering them on. Highlight of their lives.
Just so you know the unusual amount of skittles on your floor is entirely your own fault. You bought me 20 bags of them while I was high.
Also, my phone suggested the phrase “puke in the mailbox" how many times have I had the need to text that to people?
Still pimpin that dick in the cornfields. Now it's just transferred to the local bar.
2016 is coming through for me, I'm renaming it the year of great dick
My potted cactus died. I am literally less nurturing than the desert.
As in, legitimately worried. You just sent me a 6 message long text that did not contain any complete words.
The high school classes are online, not my sex life. He still comes over for “teacher / parent conferences.” A couple more “conferences” and I’ll be able to rewrite the Sex Ed curriculum
Why do so many fanfic writers want to see hockey players get pregnant?
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