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I learned to sign I want to be on you today
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Deaf chicks here I come
It was like a secret agent hookup. No names, swift execution, get in- get out.
His room was full of guns. It was like having sex with Clint Eastwood.
My corndog is like a popsicle of bread. A WHOLE. POPSICLE. OF BREAD.
It wasn't really sex. It was just rolling around, trying to make sure his dick didn't end up in my ass.
In his defense he just bought a bong like a week ago so he's still in that honeymoon phase.
Watching him is like watching a star slowly implode
Hey my vagina is like a company. Everyone has an equal opportunity....
I hope you gays don't get too crazy after DOMA. Gay divorces aren't any better than straight ones.
That guy has been pretty randomly in and out of my vagina for 4 years...I don't think I'm required to tell him when I'm dating.
Good point.
When you glanced over and and mouthed "I'll take the fat chick" I knew it was going to be an epic Sunday night.
It's amazing the amount I can accomplish with a glass of wine in my hand.
The fact that my boss lets me drink on my lunch break makes Mondays much easier.
She said to call her, so I called her. Her boyfriend answered and traced the fucking call. I could litterally hear him yell because it turns out he lives in 4d
Don't you live in 4c?
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