your butthole totally puckers for the ginge
There are traffic cones in the living room. One of them is yours.
Drinking wine. Reading twilight. On a Friday night. Biggest loser contest. First Place.
then we talked for a little and he asked my last name which since I have yet to get a fb request I'm 95% sure its for a restraining order
when i woke up this morning i blew my nose and ash came out.. i'm not sure what to make of this.
Do you have any idea how hard it is to cum to Chingy?!
Why does he only make me orgasm when I'm about to break up with him?
I don't mean to ruin your favorite Disney movie...but...we both came when Mufasa died.
Doing lines off a plate that says, "things go better with coke."
I'll just tell your children you were the queen of drunk town and you had a giant purple monkey named bongo
it was like a shit fog rolling out of the east to encompass me and have it's way with me
I was so high the sounds of a cricket drove me out of my home at 4am.... Boo that fucking cricket
I was just wicked nice to a telemarketer... that's how stoned this woman got me.
he was peeing off the deck shouting "urinals are for pussies" that's how much hurricane.
He was walking around and kept offering the neighbors flamingo lawn ornaments shots of vodka.
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