when I scratched it gently some sort of watery looking stuff came out...so then I just stopped thinknig about it.
I have had it with that bitchy sack of crazy. Iam done!
just spent about 3 1/2 hours looking for a dollar so I can buy weed.
suggestion: become a stripper.
There is a bruise on my cock the size of a golfball. Bad sign.
she left out the fact that she had a kid until she told me not to suck on her tits too hard or milk would come out.
Judging by the amount of alcohol multiplied by the amount of her exes here, tonight will be ending in tears.
I feel like this has turned into my work. But if I get paid sitting under a desk, that's perfectly fine with me.
It took 6 cruisers to bust the party last night. Cop asked if the theme was a beach party. I said I would fucking hope so with 8 tons of sand in the garage
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
This is a whole new generation of premature ejaculators
Also I'm proud of us for having an educational conversation in this group text.
Just so you know, I woke up with 2 oven mits in my bed and no clothes on.
Today, my weed came in a pokéball. I officially love my dealer.
Only in this town do you have a bridesmaid shortage due to pregnancies.
Actually I really wish that I was drinking so I could ask him for breakup sex and then later blame it on my alcoholic tendencies. Maybe tomorrow instead.
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