Sorry if I ruined your sex last night with my constant text updates about the plot of Bolt.
She was perfectly content just sitting in the middle of everyone blowing bubbles in the air.
Come outside. The vendor wants to go out strong tonight! Russian hooker interviews. Don't ask. We leave in 3 minutes.
My lower body still feels like its been through a garbage disposal and a trash compactor. In that order.
It was dark, she woke me up, gave me a blowjob and then whispered in my ear: do you know who I am?
So, we bought a knight today. Nearly life size. Hes in the garage, so don't be startled.
Looks like a took a video of myself beating off and passed out last night. I'm classy.
Desperation looks like a $1 bottle of vodka and warm Cuban tap water.
Hey, I think I showed you a picture of my nephew while we were fucking last night. Sorry, I know it's weird, I just really love that kid. Again, sorry.
Today is an "outside sex" kind of day.
It was a mess. I sat on the kitchen floor with maple whiskey and cried into a bowl of poutine. I've never even been to canada
you bet i'm gonna rock his four-foot-two world.
mate iv just woke up in the garden. either help me inside or bring out my vodka
She'd probably like you more if you'd stop fucking her husband.
The thing about online classes is the prof can't tell this mug is full of beer.
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