i think i would be perfectly content if, on my deathbed, i could look back on a life that didn't have any fisting in it
I just had sex with a black guy. He told me I had a big dick. I think that's God's way of saying it's okay to be gay.
I closed that bar. Sang every Beatles song in the book. Made Somoan friends.
All I can think about is getting a lawsuit and chocolate
I don't know, But i remember him licking ecstasy off my boobs and my boyfriend cheering him on
We decided to play beer pong where the loser had to beer bong a pitcher of beer...people just started losing on purpose. It was a bad idea.
Not enough clothes on. Not enough vagina. Not enough drugs in my body.
Jim came in did 3 body shots of her she said "I like your tongue" and they left. I swear to god its deja vu he's done it before
made the entire pub sing the british national anthem, puked, rallied, then peed in a telephone booth and have pictures to prove it, taking tourism to another level since 2012.
No teenage boy ever gets scared away from sex unless she is slipping a wedding ring on your finger or is killing your cat. I promise.
I'm the man of the house if we're referring to livers.
the straight edge chick smoked with me, because according to her my bowl is pretty
The fact that it neither of us came up with the reason of "it's morally and ethically wrong" speaks volumes about this relationship
Maybe he injected his testicle?
Buying a new pipe this morning, and setting up career plans this afternoon. It's called balance
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