if you're gona send my txt to that site at least change my area code plz
I just sit in the cubicle for 8 hours and do keagles.
By the way. I expect to test the theory of you running a mile drunk for memorial day.
What can i say, i'm an artist. I think deep thoughts. In between the homoerotica and pterodactyl noises
Volunteering at a homeless shelter a bum asked if he could lick me cause I still reeked of whiskey. Being a bumsickle=epic hangover
Fuck. I have to get my shit together by lunch. Mission impossible.
I saw that you sent me a photo and the first thing out of my mouth was "I swear if it's another photo of a dick poking out of a bubble bath"
I have a hunch Mama J got around.
Am I allowed to say that about my own mom?
I'm sorry that throwing up fish and Jamaican Rum in the back of your dad's car ruined our friendship
My aunt asked how many piercings I had and my mom said seven and I said nine and that's how my family found out I had my nipples pierced.
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
I'm pretty sure my calc professer is on coke. He's just too excited for this to be an 8am class.
I was too hungover to sit up and pull the curtains closed so I did it with my toes
Live it up bro, they're always so surprised to find out you use magnums, being such a tiny man and all. It's a good thing.
His face will be in my vagina later so I'm willing to forgive.
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