Nothing too bad. Lost a stuffed horse on a stick and tore my clothes off. Again.
dude, that girl smelled worse than the great depression.
He told me he had an exgf. and didnt follow up with"and now i like guys."
The night ended with a lot of tears and everyone singing along to Willenium
woke up to the trail of sugar cubes leading to my bed........was i that uncooperative last night
You slow danced with your carpet steamer last night.
I don't even want to think about the kind of person who would shit in the street before 10pm on a Sunday.
You just squeezed a person out of you and I'm drunks at 2PM. Our lives got traded and you know it and you're jealous.
Thats not what we're looking for. I want this kid to suck a lolly pop out of a stripper's snatch.
This little shit keeps eating the playdoh so i replaced the green with wasabi from work. Wonder what his parents are gonna think when he burns his soft palette?
Also.. The Hobbit does not look like a cartoon. We were just too fucking high.
he brings me coffee and gets a blow job. not sure if I trained him or he trained me or it's simply mutually beneficial beautiful.
WHY HAVE SO MANY THING GONE IN MY BUTT ON THIS TRIP
You can now call me Rabbi, and I can now perform weddings, funerals, and other services in all fifty states. You're welcome, world.
you know you need to get laid when: getting wrestled to the ground in a self-defense class turns you on....p.s. this is a booty call
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