But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
i googled "the goonies drinking game." i may be alone, but i'm living the college dream.
beer for lunch on the first day back to school.... too soon?
theres gunna be a new season of 16 and pregnant on mtv...WHERE DO THEY KEEP FINDING THESE IGNORANT PREGNANT GIRLS
Ive been using palmolive to shower with for he last week, dont tell me about not having money. Im heading to the bar r u going.
I really think we need to get on this Charlie Sheen bandwagon
oh, you know. just sitting in my bed high as fuck wearing a windbreaker and watching british tv.
If, when you wake up, you're wondering why you're in the bathtub, it's because when I tried to move you, you yelled that that was cheating and tried to kick me in the face.
Fair enough.
I'm so tired I just poured monster in my coffee.
And it tastes incredible.
And I have chest pains.
my cockatiel has aquired a taste for beer. I should not be allowed to own exotic pets.
I warned you. Don't come crying to me when your vagina refuses to forgive you for this.
I won't let penises inside me if you won't let tequila inside you, deal?
He used a trumpet as a funnel, said something about valve oil, and puked all over the garage.
He's gone. He left a note but all it says is "Dear Neil" followed by a drawing of a hand flipping the bird in the direction of a butt.
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