oh well at that point I was already depressed with life because I had watched the bratz movie.
well i had to explain to their mom why the kids i babysit for won't stop repeating the phrase "nice juicy guido"
I hope my sperm were as drunk as I was.
the bar tender told me i could keep an air matress in the backroom.
I ended up driving home on my birthday, he opened the door to puke on the highway, and animal balloons were flying out of the car the entire time. The people behind us got a show.
Also, ran into my neighbor across the street. He told me about scheduling his vasectomy. We are officially way beyond the acceptable point for asking his name again.
She looks like a beluga.
I want to splash her with water and when she screams say "I didn't want you to die. You looked parched"
.It's like gods test of willpower against vaginal comfort
At IHOP. It feels weird and sad that your cleavage isn't here for me to try to toss paper wads into.
I mentioned the porn thing he mentioned a brother it all kinda just came together
Having to do the walk of shame on crutches was defiently a first for me. cheers to the governor, klove
Quit bitching. I brought you a muffin.
Just got an exam care package consisting of only adderall wrapped in money. Score onr for mom.
He's throwing Skittles into my cleavage and some are rebounding into my crouch.
Well he's scoring either way then.
Abby there's no shame in reading porn. It takes more work than watching I suppose
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