I'm not really sure actually. until I fell in love with a boy (which was just a few weeks ago) I thought my attraction to men was purely physical.
so you were gay...and then you realized you were EVEN MORE gay
I'm a simple man, with a social life most psychopaths would cringe at
Nope, didn't see her. We left when you told us you were going to make the " big beef burrito supreme" even more supreme and you took your dick out.
I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
the trick is not to think about where her tounge has been.
the bathroom floor of the diner looks a lot different when you're not rolling around and puking on it.
When you wake up in your dorm right outside your room with the key in the door, then you will understand my pain.
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
It's "your husband had his mouth on my vagina" awkward.
Its not like i paid for sex. She was stuck there, we simply exchanged rides.
I think we can all agree that the size of her boobs, combined with beer, is destroying my ability to judge looks.
I'm right down the road from AJ's old house and I'm getting mixed feelings. My vagina is remembering good dick. But the rest of me is remembering horrible times.
The bottle brush for the bong worked really well to clean the brownies out of the waffle maker.
are you fucking roseanne barr in there?
Its that time in the evening when I've had a few cocktails and wish you'd make a video about the packers and Jack Daniels.
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