i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
please tell me you remember why "7 days" is written above my bed in red marker
I was wondering where I've seen this kid then I remembered I saw him doing lines of blow of his gf's leg while she was sleeping last week.
Even my vagina gasped.
you said candy land and then passed out.
ps. we found your stash in the candyland game. Thanks.
Its not that I don't mind giving her as much as my penis as she wants, its the post sex cigarette I have to supply. Shits $9 a pack.
Put a tip jar next to your bed from now on.
Your good ideas are reason #4 we need to live together.
He is into some weird shit i walked in his room last night he was waving his hard dick around hitting shit yellin cock fight
You better fucking tell me or I'm turning blow job week into go fuck yourself week.
last night on the strip the guy screamed at you YOU GOTTA WORK ON YOUR CALVES.
I think we've reached the point in the summer were we need to go back to school. I was so bored yesterday I nearly bought blow dart gun.
He said he didn't want to go down on me so I told him we were going to have an oral stalemate.
I biked home blackout drunk last night, but I have some memory of throwing my bike in a rage when I couldnt get it down the stairs. No idea on the bright orange puke in the sink.
I called you daddy and let you stick things in my butt, I am a damn 11.
Your "whiskey dick" is glorious but also terrifying
I haven't gotten dressed in 4 days. God bless you, unemployment.
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