So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
Next time, if you wake and bake, make sure you nail the wake part. Not easy to explain to mum. Or the fire brigade.
I woke up, not remembering how or when or why i was even there and looked over to find Steph spooning with an adult black man.
You NEED to get fingered by a violinist. He used his left hand and make me cum, he's RIGHT handed.
This exeeds the amount of high I planned on being.
Who was that couple sleeping in your bed with us last night?
will you please explain to me as to why or how i have a dirtbike tread looking bruise on my back?
Somewhere in the night I send my Dad a text stating "YOU failed as a parent"
Got another job?
If by job you mean clever way of getting free tattoos, then yes. I got another job.
And also the fact that I woke up sandwiched between two gay men is probably fueling my day
Don't tell me I can do whatever makes me happy while also saying I have to put on pants.
if i hadn't ended our catfight by hugging you one of us might be dead right now
"fuck it, let's do moonshine" shouldn't be in ANYONE'S vocabulary.
Can I get high for this class every tuesday? Its like a multi-sensory carnival acid trip.
I am going to constantly be reminded of you for the next couple of days because of how sore my vagina is. It's just the price I have to pay.
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