Thanks to blow jobs, my margarita's at the bar are only 3dollars.
I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
Is it proper Ass-Fingering-Etiquette to tell her u felt her poop or just pretend it didn't happen?
we've progressed from teabagging to lighting eachothers asses on fire. this cannot be a good path.
And as far as being fat goes I just did like 20 minutes of p90x and now i'm eating frosting out of the container....
Weed smoke burps in the boss's face. Job security.
like he couldn't stop by and throw me in the back seat and ask for a blowjob? he had to give me flowers?
ok is that genuinely the first four bars of mozart's symphony #40 sharpied onto my arm or
Makes Sense, i generally dont want the same person two days in a row. Its like what i pick for supper, i like variety
It's like rock paper scissors. Cold showers and smoking beat hangovers.
I may be bringing home two guys tonight. I'f they won't go for a double-team you can have the lanky one.
So our trip to Disney World ended in the three of us stripping at a gay club in orlando.
The last time I've felt a woman's touch, the twin towers were compromised. You can wait like one week
Ya it was crazy the power went just as she was about orgasm and the vibrator got fried with the power surge
after the ketamine those signs on the bathroom door had little meaning to us
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