my brother is a facebook fan of two things: God, and Rhianna. if he's not a prime example of the rare "baptist closeted gay," i don't know who is.
Speaking of school, I've done the math and I get laid about 10 times more often than I did before I got my law degree. $100,000 well spent.
Stalkers don't have time for showers...it's a full time job
Whatever, the fact of the matter is that I saved you from poorly planned outdoor sex by doing a rain dance and you should totally thank me.
I woke up to a hotel manager knocking on my car ( window was down) and asking if I was ok
So, since you're now a four night stand, I feel comfortable asking: Did I leave my sunglasses at your house? Or my underwear?
I didnt say frisky time, just alone time, to chat, or watch a show, or stare into one anothers eyes, or souls, or asses, whatever you straight people do
if the furniture in my bedroom wasn't shape shifting... this would be a different story.
This question may sound intrusive, but how did pushing out a baby affect your vagina?
So unless we're getting married, I can't see him cry AND have sex with him. It just doesn't work like that.
I think I just figured out how to make weed tea in the coffeemaker.
It seems that Coffee is the true alpha male.
I think i should either cut my hair or buy a dildo.
The air I exhale reeks of whiskey and bad decisions
Do not let Mike show you his naughty Santa Claus outfit. It's a super long beard and crotchless pants.
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