Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
a strip club that doesn't allow touching or asking for sex... whats the point?
unless her vagina can tell me my horoscope in sign language, I'm not going.
can you blame him?
i blame him for everything, HE GOT ME PREGNANT
i forgot beer had calories. that would explain alot.
Said he made a playlist for taking a shit. only two songs on it are the Star Wars theme and "America, fuck yeah" set to repeat.
I don't remember her missing an ear while we were at the bar
We need to pull ourselves out of this slump. We need dick and lots of it. We are going to fuck our way to happiness.
She told me my dick looked like a baby seal wrapped in a sleeping bag.
The cop actually kicked the bitches out of the cab so we could get ours. I flipped them all off as the door was shutting. That drunk.
And think got sick again from going outside naked. Word to all females...don't try the naked trench coat thing.
Saying you need a hooker then asking me to have sex is NOT the way to get laid. Booty call 101.
We celebrated our relationship by shotgunning beers on his lawn in our underwear. I may have to marry this man...
just passed my midterm while getting a blow job. i love going to school online
i just found a lighter in my bra... from last night, and its 7:43pm...
Spencer just told me I got home and was opening beers with my teeth and trying to make pot butter
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