I asked my mom, she said yes...but you have to shower with grandpa.
so high. i feel like my whole body is a boner
i have a reoccuring irrational fear i'm going to walk in on my dad masterbating. Night.
I'll listen to your side of the story when you stop being such a whore.
Update: I just puked into a sock. It was the only thing available at the time. Why I happened to be holding a sock, we may never know.
Stripperoke is exactly what it sounds...
Oh we will ALWAYS be together. Or I'll have to delete my Facebook altogether. I've drunkenly boobie trapped photos of us into every album. There's no way I'd ever have the patience to go through that deletion process.
I don't want to get into details but it feels like there was a bear mauling involved. A very good bear mauling.
I had fun watching you interact with the world around you. Like a fuckin 8 year old kid who just discovered build a bear but really wants a cigarette.
I'd like to thank you fucktards for dumping the WHOLE box of Tricuits in my bed after I passed out.
It took years to build this empire of casual fuckings and not carings.
I knew my bag made it because I could smell the fireball that spilled inside of my suitcase before it was on the luggage carousel.
Nothing like sunday church bells to aid your walk to the pharmacy to get plan b
Am I required to send a Christmas card to my fuck buddy?
there were rolls with just one bite out of each one leading to the bedroom. you were laying on the bed naked and yelled 'you did it you followed the bread crumbs!'
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