bang him and never speak to him again. also, queef in his face.
i dont this its possible to queef on command.
so I'm in athletic shorts, a suit jacket and I'm still drunk at 6:30am at the last leg of relay for life
i'm gonna need a rally to restore sobriety after this weekend...
Ive yelled into your vagina. There are few lines we haven't crossed at this point.
Someones grandma was rubbing my back. I'm way too high for this.
I may or may not go. send a pic of a nipple so I know how much fun you're having
Jesus told me in my dream not to go to the party. I am athiest for tonight PARTY ON
Like if a baby's bottom had nipples, that's how my boobs feel
Yeah, tell that to my thumb. Cause it was up my ass all night waiting for you.
the last time I drank tequila I ended up riding your skateboard nude down the street... so yeah, I'll have a few shots.
You were fine, but your knee injury definitely came from interpretive dancing like a gay fairy with lead wings all around the Mission St BART. Everyone thought you were on drugs.
Of course it may just be the context. A dish of dog food would look lovely next to your breasts.
I wound up running down the street in 12 degree weather in just my bra and then fell asleep cuddling my bottle. You tell me how last night went.
That's how pantless uber rides happen
Masturbated while waiting for my face mask to dry, so it was a productive night.
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