i suspect the closest i'll get to a valentine this year is a 16 year old on chat roulette asking me to show my tits. step up from last year, i guess.
a search helicopter?!
Dontating $10 to the Red Cross relief effort in Japan for every car bomb I take tomorrow. Yes, buying me a drink just became a good cause.
I rarely go in there. Unless it's for mini cadbury eggs and whiskey.
This is the most scared i've been of my hands since i did shrooms.
I miss the time when Mondays weren't the new Thursdays. I can't drink like my 17 year old self anymore.
Just traded the drive-through guy at BK a Dos Equis for a Hershey pie before noon... win?
Well two things you gotta know if you're gonna live here. your alcohol tolerance is gonna need to go up, and people do blow. Get used to it. Nobody is gonna pressure you into it. That shits expensive
He's worked out some sort of arangment where all three of them are dating each other and they've all moved into an apt. with two king beds pushed together
A true beacon of hope in these dark times
Also, I found your gauge.
I found it under my pillow like a gift from the Sex Fairy.
"Fuck all you guys I'm going to be Cameltoe Spider-Man for Halloween."
All I ever do is give guys anxiety problems and flaccid penises.
I don't care if his family has ties to the mafia, you go over there, ride his dick until it breaks off, put his dick back on, and keep on riding. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Thanks for the support, sis.
Self reach around competition is what the Olympics has been missing all along. A true test of athleticism.
I forgot to respond before, I was apologizing for confusing sex with secret Santa.
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