I murdered the dance floor call the cops
she keeps a pillow, blanket, and a pack of saltines under the bathroom sink, for "rough nights".
Anytime you have a hot, flirty, married woman that wants to ride you like a horse and slap your ass, you've got to do it.
Yeah, but four times?
Her boobs are too amazing to be looking at my dick. I'm even ashamed.
I just called my mom 'Napoleon bronaparte'. I need to stop hanging out with you.
I mean it's my life so what if i want to drink Molson from my sparkly shoes and not regret anything
Come down. Bring Jorts. We're getting ready for this tricycle race like champions.
I rocked my own world, he was just a prop.
Hold on. At Sephora trying to decide what despair smells like.
He bought the 12 pack of condoms. I take that as a sign of serious commitment.
Bud... Did you mean to tweet a picture of your dick? If not just letting you know.
gin. gin. Gin. GIN GIN GINGINFFdJH
But if you move out who will get drunk with me on the roof and yell at boys?!?
I’m a go ahead and fuck down ATL. So when I leave in January I’ll have no regrets.
So you're saying that I ended up challenging a dude to Uno then proceed to punch them in the face?
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