Well the bottom line is that I had to completely coat my testicles in Neosporin.
I thought he was kidding when he said pretend to be a dunkin donut delivery women. This is the last time I ever role play.
The best part is that he made someone stop their workout to take pictures of him, specifically so he could put them on facebook. That is an unparalleled level of douchebaggery.
Wasn't a date. In exchange for artichoke dip I received a bj. And sex. It was a transaction.
my tonsil wound opened up during the kegstand but i stopped it with a popsicle
Well the strippers have danced to goo goo dolls and green day, time of your life. Were all gonna commit suicide.
I'll just have to do enough fangirling for the both of us. Nipples engaged.
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
I really care about you, but im still gonna have to make you pay for dinner from the pain and suffering in my knees and vagina.
Just pee around me
I'm gonna have to kick a girl scouts ass...
I would rather contract a disease that would eat me from the inside out and make me suffer painfully while it slowly killed me than to put myself through the 20 minutes of agony that is having sex with you ever ever again.
I think you're talking dirty but I'm not sure???
He has a wall filled with panties from past hook ups. So no, I didn't fuck him.
IF THE SUNS NOT EVEN OUT THEN WHY IS HIS DICK OUT WTF
Eventually the conversation shifted (as it always does) to Sex toys.
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