Kareoke will never be a sober sport
I am really glad that on the inside of a card from your grandparents you have transcribed the rules for circle of death
His dick was as big as my arm. Giving him a handjob was like giving someone an Indian sunburn.
Wouldn't be the first time..I think there's a subliminal message constantly playing in my mind that says 'blackout', 'throwing up is fun' 'too sober'
Someone played tic tac toe on my abs?
His bootycalls folder in his contacts are divided into regions, we should have all become airline pilots.
At what point did you actually think that you could throw knives safely?
Also I climbed atop a mailbox with a toilet paper hat and a wolverine claw made of glowsticks, screaming at passers-by that they were going to die. Control me
So he ended up throwing a watermelon that he stole from the cafeteria saying "if i cant have it no one can" of the 5th floor.
I like the odds of his and my children being professional athletes too. To support me in my old age, see I do think about the future.
As if right now I am a humanitarian. Full story to come in the morning. It involves sex.
This gem of a conversation has been brought to you be weed
My purpose is to unleash drunk self on strangers, i believe as some terrifying icebreaker, otherwise i too would offer my driving services.
It's like jay gatsby himself preordained that our genitals meet again.
I went to watch porn and there's already 3 Santa videos. Happy November 1st.
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