Yeah next time you are over I'll let you beat it on her pillows and you will feel better.
you're letting him buy you a plane ticket...to kentucky...so you can fuck him?
i know. i'm only adding to the interstate sex trade problem.
Just because he's a soilder doesn't mean his dick is a hero.
He keeps the condoms in his bible. I guess stairs or elevator, we're getting to hell one way or another.
The only way I could get him to agree to hook up with her is telling him I'd hook up with him next week.
I guess I just laid down next to him with the entire pot of mac n cheese and started giving him a handie with one hand and eating with the other
well in DOG beers, i've only had one
I learn from experience and I experienced what it would be like to completely lose my mind and then wake up with a stab wound.
The cleaning lady even cleaned my bong. I'm scared to open my sex toy drawer and see if and how she organized it
I just farted and its sounded like it was disappointed in me.
His hair looked like he was in a bukaki and then got a perm right after
This is even better than the wine from my laundry basket
Was that you calling me at 4am asking to borrow a rubber ducky and a tampon?
I started keeping track of my period when I realized you had a better grasp of it than me.
the walk of shame isn't very shameful when your mom tells you she's proud of you.
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