It's not a real calculator it's a math calculator
I think im going to throw up on grandma
I learned an important lesson this weekend.... I'm way to good at sex to travel for it. From now on he drives here...
naw. unless you want me to sit in a corner, not understand english and eat all of your cheese then i don't think it's a good idea.
A French guy bit my cheek. Is that sexy there? Also had to threaten to stab the bus driver. I'm not sure I like Europe.
You force fed me chocolate chips and avocados for 3 hours and kept asking me about my trip to sweden when I was 4.
Obviously a higher power wants us to be sunday drunk together
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
If I have to go to the hospital, at least put my pants back on. It's been a fantastic night.
If you really loved me, you'd support my weed habit.
As the person who squeezed you out of my vagina, the answer is no.
I need thought I would ever have to use the phrase "Don't fart on that Calzone".. Thanks for that
he went down on me while I ate Oreos. I don't know what caused the orgasm.
Sorry I twat blocked you earlier I didn't know Sam was over. But, my house my rules, I don't have to knock before I enter. I did see naked butts and smelt "Sex Stank" in the air, we're going to have to set some ground rules when I get home. Hugs and kisses..Mom
I mean metaphorically. Literally zombies have yet to invade. Let's be rational here.
I currently don't understand fingers.
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