If you text me again I will gut all of your stuffed animals.
Damn. That makes sense
I know im like the sherlok holmes of sexual problems
i was shrooming and she was sobbing. i was trying to be sympathetic, but i could see the veins working like worms under her skin. and then her face stripped down to the muscle.
what was she crying about?
i wanna say it was the lack of skin on her face but maybe she lost her job.
he's a bartender at a gay strip club. maybe he can work his magic. with getting u in, not gay magic.
Fire inspection over. Blunts are OK
I imagine anything that isn't a dilldo attached to a jackhammer, powered by a generator won't be amazing enough for you
You kept screaming how great you were at drawing poptarts and you insisted on drawing them all over my forearm
And then as he was trying to conceal his boner from everybody, you said aloud "just grab your cock and get out of the pool"
Dude you took some guys glasses off his face and ran out of the bar
See what happens chris. I told u not to invite her over. Now shes on her way to jail and were stuck with two pomeranians.
I just meant the frequency of your blow jobs on a flow chart wouldn't look too promising
Do you want to talk about dinosaurs?
my night went from a boring school play to hotboxing a car with 3 criminals
I'm sorry, but if I hear stories of you getting fingered in the ass, and selling weed, you are not coming to my party.
First day of school is awesome. I get to meet my students and figure out which of their mothers I’ I’m going to bang
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