I murdered the dance floor call the cops
I totes stole your whore crown.
With great power comes great responsibility.
i feel like someone uncorked me like a wine bottle and pulled a living animal outta my arse.
just walked past a group of stoners who were staring open jawed in the spice aisle. tonight they will stumble upon something amazing.
Can you imagine it being physically possible any other way unless the cows are unnaturally flexible
you were so high that you made a 14 page PowerPoint on why Santa would beat Peter pan in a fight.
and I must say, you were very persuasive
I waited so long to accept his friend request that he canceled it. So I added him and when he accepted I deleted him. I wonder how long this will be funny to me
You do realize that you're sleeping with a man who is part of a gay harem, right?
It's like I just got slapped in the face with the cock of nostalgia.
He walked straight into the wall, said "excuse me ma'am" and continued back to his dorm room.
Lets go hit some boners bro!
I appreciate the acceptance and inclusion, but that's not how we gay men talk.
turns out putting a tie on my unicorn onesie didn't make it acceptable "formal wear" and I found salsa in my cup holder
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
I dunno that I'd be trusting enough of junkyard tequila to drink it.
My professor is wearing skinny jeans, orange socks and just said penetration. I don't know what to think
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