You stole her cigarette screaming that you were going to stop the air cancer from getting everyone.
at least i was looking out for everybody
In The Air Tonight was playing in the dentist's office. Had to stop the cleaner to do the drums.
I don't know where I am but there are firefighters
He told me he was a psychology major, and I responded by asking him where he hid his vagina.
she screamed "my eye!" and it brought me a surge of bad memories. except she was yelling about a lemon.
Yes, do intervene. Unless it involves cowboys with loud trucks and hard 9 inch dicks. Then just come back for me in the morning.
Atty had lunch with DA and confirmed I am not the target of the investigation. No word on anything else
Emergency! LinkedIn connected me to a hotornot hookup from sophomore year... slutty phase sphere has officially invaded grown up professional sphere. My illusions of interweb sexual anonymity have been exploded.
I left my pipe in my center console with a bowl packed when I took my car to the shop, and when I picked it up the weed had been smoked, but my oil change was only half price.
He has a lot of emotional energy invested in your vagina.
I'm not sure what exactly you were planning, but you kept yelling that we were going to need a lot of midgets and a lawyer.
I CAN ONLY BE THE BIRDIE ON YOUR SHOULDER WHO LEADS YOU INTO BAD DESCISIONS
We need to get Harry and Lloyd's tuxedos from Dumb and Dumber. I feel like this is a vital thing that is missing from our lives.
Some girls wake up to good morning texts. I wake up to pictures of an angry Shrek getting a blowjob.
I just saw a guy walking up the stairs with his dick out his pants. I let him know, and he just looked down in shock, laughed, and continued walking up the stairs.
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