You don't understand, Single Ladies is like the Don't Stop Believing of the gay community.
consequently i now know what mace tastes like
You are the patron saint of my drinking problem.
my neighbors garage sale is really cutting into the time of day when i can smoke weed on my deck.
like he said he was barking at you while cumming in your face
i walked in on you eating. you had the fridge wide open and you were rotating between steak and handfuls of captain crunch.
I've been timing it. He's been showering alone for 33 minutes. 4 minutes ago, he said "truth or dare." haven't heard anything since.
You couldn't find your shoe so you introduced yourself as Cinderella for the rest of the night.
Ahh that explains the text from creepy mike saying he would be my prince charming.
he fell asleep like an hour after we got to the beach, he deserved that penis shaped sunburn.
I may have to steal the boat sober, but I feel that would be harder to explain.
I mean, that's eating your cake and fucking it too.
I'll come hang out with you guys later, but right now my parents aren't home and I have to take full advantage of being able to watch porn on full blast.
I wish I saved his nudes so I could anonymously submit them to his tumblr
Explaining that I bought them at a strip club gift shop with my friend didnt make the furry handcuffs seem less weird
I appreciate the fact that you sent me a snapchat of your dick soaking in a cup of water.
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