i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
So when we opened his headboard we found a bottle of crisco sitting on top of his porn magazines.
I guess we all know what he was cookin.
Mom wants to know why I'm bringing a blender back to college.... didn't have the heart to tell her she's paying a $20,000 tuition for us to make margaritas and sleep through class
i kinda regret how quickly i gave it up to him, but i just wanted the regular fucking to begin soon. ah we made good memories.
I'm not sure, but I think she had a tampon in when we fucked
i dont understand why you dont get why i love him. i opened the bathroom door and he had his penis in his right hand and a mcdouble in his left.
Doctorate. Vaginahole. Cinnamon. Rainbow. Fill in the blanks in the morning.
When I eventually hook up with a resident lets refer to it as taking a hands on approach to my job
You may or may not of thrown up on your shoes, and you tried to give me a wet willy in my eye.
I wish! That ended in 2001 when we all got collectively band from the Settle Inn. As a group we are also band from social events at the zoo. It's impressive really.
Only my second night back in town and I already have drunk middle aged women doing the robot around me in a circle.
I can't sleep. My mind keeps asking "turn down for what?" but it won't accept any of my answers.
You can't die you're my only democrat family member
Welp, I'm allergic to codeine. Found that one out the hard way.
Star Wars means nothing to me. I know only the basics. Darth is Luke's father. R2 is short, C3 is gold. Yoda sings Rainbow Connection. The kinda stuff EVERYONE knows.
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