So this shipmate of mine somehow managed to throw up in his back pocket.
Oh, I'm sorry. I'd rather be "doable" than "the fat chick"
No that's sign language, not a drinking game. I tried to join
NEVERCLEAR, NEVER AGAIN.
By the way, I got bored last night and just started putting my balls on every object in your room. One at a time.
At least he's enough of a gentleman to not make me do the walk of shame dressed as Santa.
you left me with this keg alone. this is on your hands
Worst decision of artistic career thus far: bringing a banana to eat on male model day.
I've never seen an uncircumcised dick in real life and the internet indicates I don't want to.
when i got home she was standing in my front yard not wearing a shirt and halfway crying/ halfway laughing
I have a better chance beating China's military with slap bracelets than this plan has of working.
That's like doing a cinnamon challenge in my vag - but more painful.
do you think the dildo I'm bringing through airport security is considered a weapon?
Also he said my vagina was sculpted by gods so there must be some feelings here.
like, there should be nothing wrong with me wanting to watch you put on a bikini and roll around in a kiddie pool of jello
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