Text. Mid BJ. 8 points.
dude, i think we just came across a situation where tits weren't worth it.
and his room smelled like strippers, childrens tears, and fear
You just begged me to mute the porn and watch her ass bounce while listening to dubstep the whole time.
it was the drunk execution of a sober decision, and its much more tasteful than the first mullet
I woke up in your car in the McDonalds parking lot. What the hell happened to 'no man left behind'?
I'm pretty sure my moms getting nailed in the bathroom right now while I'm chaperoning. God damn it.
Is it a good time to tell him he's getting too clingy if he sent me a picture of my name spelled with Cheerios?
Until she magically finds a brain, I'm going to be a dick. Fair trade. She's a idiot, I'm an ass.
I mean, I love her. But not "I'll have a threesome with her." Type of love.
What happened with the girl wasn't a gay thing. It was just a mutual respect and want for sex. The guys just weren't there.
Call it what you want. You fucked a girl.
You kept saying "this bitch", mumbled incoherently for like 5 minutes, took a shot, and kept going.
She said to me, without hesitation, "make me an offer better than my sugar daddy and I'll go with you"
I felt I lost my designated buddy on a field trip when you wandered off to get high with strangers.
Please explain the hospital band on my wrist.
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