I just told my doc I would like to talk about my drinking problem, but that it would probably get in the way of my weekend plans.
Whatever it was. it was pregnant.
no you cant smoke seaweed
I had to stop messing around with him for fear of laughing in his face. I swear it was a pinky finger in his pants
I asked about his 3 inch scar on his chest. It's from when he had to castrate a bull on the estancia. Apparently this is how good bull meat is made.
Shit. Come in my room. Bring a trashcan and an icepack
no, throwing your underwear at it is not the solution to everything
Unless you have figured out how to blow me through the phone don't drunk dial me.
He's single. I'm single. We should rekindle our eighth grade romance over a box of wine and carefree sex.
Yah at one point i was listening to metallica and doing pushups last night. I went thru alot of emotions.
He said he doesnt believe in the female orgasm,so no I did not have sex with him.
I love how my phone automatically capitalizes Margarita. R-e-s-p-e-c-t.
Just convinced a housekeeper at work to set up her 401k. Gotta start hittin the gb every morning before work. Happy 420
I'm serenading his dick with my words. I understand how poets get inspiration now.
Is there something wrong with us? Seriously.
Possibly, but I'd rather not fix it.
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