saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
So my game is weak??
If your game is "Lets have sex, and maybe pizza" then yes.
They only remember me when they're drunk...I'm like a suppressed memory.
Its name is Richard. And I think he formally introduced us.
they night at the roxbarryed us. came out of nowhere,bought us shots, and then the big one licked my hand? we got out of that noise.
Legitimate logistical question....how did you pee in your duct tape dress?
Would you wanna look up as you cum and for a split-second see your dad?
My phone keeps autocorrecting to the "st. Natty's Day Parade" and I'm completely okay with that
Officially crunch time. It's my last year of grad school and I've yet to get blown in a school library. The parking garage was less than a block away though.
My horseshoe mustache feels at home at this bar.
So I bought that bathing suit yesterday and got buyers remorse so I returned it today and then stole it. Win win.
I was too lazy to get my chapstick out of my purse so i lubed up my lips with pizza grease. On a scale of 1-10 how embarassed should i be?
I don't see why I have to pay for it.
your head went through the window, you're pretty much obligated to pay for it.
Panties = found
...i have a beer in one hand, and a chicken wing in the same. typical tuesday, right?
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