So.. My internet got red-flagged at work because i did a search on "midigit strippers las vegas" This may be hard to explain...
So my teacher figured out I made a drinking game out of her lecture. Once my drink was gone she let us out. Happy St. Patricks day class. Your welcome
i keep forgetting that not all of my female friends are bisexual.
He doesn't make grammatical errors. Even while getting head.
we aren't going to have kids. there's a 50% chance that they would look like him. not worth the risk
Step one go to argentina step two fuck bitches it's a simple plan really
Good news. Hiccups are gone. Bad news. I had to set the bathroom rug on fire to get rid of them. Don't come home until the fire truck leaves.
And is it bad that I haven't talked to guys who I haven't already dated? I feel like a recycle bin.
I have come to the conclusion that my perfect boyfriend is a cardboard cutout of Link with a dildo attatched. Also, Merry Christmas.
Was the first guy that bit your neck last night wearing a trenchcoat...I have a vague memory.
He didn't get laid that weekend.. and that is honestly an accomplishment for the rest of us.
Also day 6: dick is healed and ready to go back to work.
Woke up in a cemetery. Puked in front a funeral ceremony that was going on.
ITS THE CIIIIIIRCLE OF SLUUUUUUUTS
Fuck you. All I remember from last night is telling random people that I'm in a "judgement free zone" then I threw up
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