We should write a comic book about the many adventures of your vagina. Maybe even give it a cape or something.
some guy just walked by in the street and for 5 seconds yelled "IMM SOOOO HORNYYYYYY!!!!"
I think she faked a seizure to get out of it ...
Oh my god, I am the best RA ever. I'm teaching my freshman girls how to deep throat on bananas as a group bonding activity. I'm making the religious ones eat them for potassium.
You're doing that 'overestimating how much I care' thing again.
I just want to steal his innocence through his penis. I really do.
six ambien and a bong later...he was calling me blueberry princess who need rescuing from the evil oven, and he was sir Eatsalot.
Seriously. My vagina. Can we talk about it? It's gonna jump off this treadmill and devour my trainer.
I totally gave him head in sync to Beastie Boy's Sabotage playing in the background.
Well, somebody (me) put on reindeer antlers, crawled around on the floor, and meowed at people... So yeah, I'd say it was "one of those nights"
You need to stop thinking about the needs of your vagina and concentrate on the greater good
What am I supposed to say? "Hi new uncle in law once I tried cocaine in Mexico and every once in a while i motorboat strangers. so happy to be a part of your family"
I yelled at your uterus for you.
Remember that time we were together? Yeah, I don't miss that.
Everyone else's "needs" are getting in the way of my alcoholism.
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