make sure you eat your skittles last so when you barf you can barf RAINBOWS.
I'm glad you enjoy my eating disorder so much.
halfway through eating me out he goes 'oh that reminds me i have to buy fish for good friday'
I can feel the fear and stress bubbling in my stomach. Or maybe that is the pregnancy.
I mean two cocks this time. Trust me, I'm not gonna pull the same stunts as last time in this situation
he knocked a glass of water onto my bed and then said that he should get to sleep on the dry side because he was "a guest"
I'm eating captain crunch out of a cup half full of beer so idk
So the " I'm gay but curious" thing worked. You owe me 50 bucks.
Woke up, moved an empty handle of fireball to spit blood, then put the morning cigarette out in it.
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
Omphalophobia is a real thing. don't ever fucking touch my belly button again dude
If you hear a loud thud and smell ozone, I may have been electrocuted.
Okay so how much boob would you consider inappropriate for smart casual?
Like why am I even still facebook friends with a guy I let finger me at a concert?
My hangover didn't kick in until like 4pm so I found myself puking in the middle of Times Square. During rush hour. In a three piece suit. A spongebob came by and patted me on the back.
Watching Colbert Report and porn at the same time.
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