Houston.. we have a drinking problem..
I was so drunk last night, I had to Wikipedia what i did.
I'm eating my dinosaur chicken nuggets in the order they would die in the food chain.
As we walked into his room, he said welcome to the hurt locker. I should have left, but I love that movie.
So yes, he's hot, a scorpio, an artist and a perfect cock. I think my bi train just arrived in gay town.
Although I love the reason it was done, can you maybe not show pictures of my dick to all your friends at parties? I like to present my penis in my own special way. thanks
I apparently started to text you last night. All it said was 'the whole clam'. I hope that means something to you.
whenever he tweets that he wants to get blackout it's like a neon sign for "i want to bang you tonight"
My goal this weekend is to get a number that goes with the penis I take him.
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Naw. I'm tired and I'd have to shave my legs. I doubt the sex or the company would be worth it.
The picture on Facebook I was just tagged in, with the mask, that is the definition of Carmen, my drunk alter ego
Do you think casino weekend will remind us once again that we in fact are not mature enough to be this old?
We can't go back there. Ever. No context required, just know it's true.
She dumped me and then asked if I wanted to come to her improv show. Fuck theatre majors, man.
My butt remains clenched, sir.
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