..She then engaged in what she called an "interpretive pole dance"
The interviewer had a hook for his right hand I TRIED TO SHAKE HIS HOOK WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
I guess it was to be expected that I was put on somebody's list called penis socket.
He just tagged everyone he's slept with this year in a 'memories of 2011' tweet
I.V.'s should just be available for purchase at Walmart. God I'm dehydrated.
he tried to give me his business card but gave me his health insurance card then realized it and offered to take me to the strip club
Ice that vagina down, get some coffee, and try not to walk with a limp. It's time to dominate, pull it together
It took me three days, but I managed to nearly get arrested on my way out of LA. Made it to the airport. Crisis averted, though. The real crime is, my flight is delayed two hours.
Honestly you'd think more guys would be happy to date a cute female dealer, but apparently something about safety or whatever
My vagina is officially offended.
Moral of the story: next time my plans include you and bourbon, I'm packing a toothbrush.
I'm not a morning person, and, trust me, no matter how good your cock may be, it will not turn me into one.
no, it was more of an i-don't-think-he-even-knows-what-a-clitoris-is, bad.
He's throwing Skittles into my cleavage and some are rebounding into my crouch.
Well he's scoring either way then.
im having flashbacks to my time in a waffle cult composed of 9 to 14 year olds
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