My brain says no but my pants say off.
The first sip always goes straight to my vagina.
Well i then put my mattress in my closet and am currently on it. This is a new one.
she uses eco-friendly sex toys. she is the literal definition of a hippie.
You told him you loved him!?
I mean if he translated "Zi luve ku" as that then yes.
They both just did a shot, head butted each other, did another shot and then slapped each other in the face. These could be the two guys we've been looking for all our lives
One is full of apple juice. One is full of tequila. This is real russian roulette my friend.
It's like if you got one of your titties chopped off...think of how much one would miss the other...that's how I feel when we're apart. A tit with no twin.
nothing like a cross blunt to celebrate the birth of our savior
On a completely unrelated note I think I have carpal tunnel
Again, totally unrelated
I am having the most awesome nonsexual conversation about my vagina right now
I just spent 12 consecutive hours in the same outfit and none of it was pajamas. If that's not personal growth, I don't know what is.
Oh my god I haven't had mozzarella sticks since I banged that Applebee's waiter
so in other words, they broke and fell off and I ate a gummy life saver off of his balls
We're both fucking guys named Frank. Our friendship was meant to be.
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