i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
bought some hannah montana deodorant. hope it doesnt make me smell untalented
Eating in charleston sc at a seafood place called "hymans". Like normal I had no problem finding it.
Calling yourself a modern day Geisha doesn't justify being a whore.
The meeting is at the same hotel we go to for sex. Avoiding eye contact with all the staff there.
Its like the unofficial aniversary of the loss of her virginity. And I will be giving tours of the spot they did it in and showing how I'm serious when I say the grass doesn't grow there anymore.
But you can still look for dick after you find Jesus.
She wanted me to watch her masterbate and after she thanked me for a wonderful evening and left. This state is weird.
You just kept stroking his beard and thinking aloud that you wanted to rub your face all over it.
I went to McDonald's this morning still half drunk with penises drawn all over my body, when my card was declined the cashier asked if I needed Jesus
Though I do have to question why i found you and my brother passed out on his bedroom floor, no clothing between you except his tie wrapped around your dick
I may be a feminist, but I am not above using my body to distract you if it means I might beat you in a game of scrabble.
EXCEPT MY COUSIN SAW MY SEX TAPE!
Every Easter every single one the baby Jesus butt plug comes up
Ex-boyfriend shit on a ping pong table at a party last night. Taking "party pooper" to a whole new level.
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