Having sex with the stobe light on was the best bad idea I've ever had.
She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
He said if I stayed the night he'd take me to church in the morning.
sex in a ball pit. and I thought ghandi did great things.
He fell and asked for a beer and a band-aid.
HE GOT FOURTEEN STICHES
The cop and I then joined forces to get you up off the sidewalk.
Like some sort of pot growing robin hood.
She just kept saying "bless your heart" to him while he cried because he came so fast. I think a Texas woman was just what he needed
So someone just pointed out to me that during dinner, I mentioned more women that I'm attracted to than men. The transition might be complete. I'm gay.
Don't I can pass these orgasm blushes off as sunburn for much longer...
I made everyone scream the national anthem with me after playing true American last night. I'm pretty much their leader now.
I'm on the same pooping schedule as a professor I've never had. He now says what's up to me in the hallway
just passed the gas station where we took pregnancy tests. memories.
Worst case scenario- he paid me for sex with meatloaf. There are worse thing, right? I mean at least is was good meatloaf.
NO NINJA FIGHTING AT THE GAS STATION
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