I would blow Magic Johnson for a pack of lucky strikes right now. Post-hiv.
The things that come out of my body both amaze and disturb me.
I heard you threw up in your lap?
I heard that too.
I never once brought up his unibrow when he was insulting me. That's class.
I dont think yelling "Grab your dicks, time for pics!" helped your case either.
Im in his room watching him sleep. Im going to try and jerk off and not get caught by the nurse.
I wasn't going to take him home until I heard "hung like a water buffalo" then curiosity got the best of me.
You were trying to swim on the floor while eating a hot-dog bun and laughing about how much you hate bread and didn't understand why you were eating it..
No hurry on coming over. My body currently wants everything on the inside to be on the outside. But really. Don't hurry.
I think we should take up crocheing or stamp collecting....something completely lacking penises
I don't give a shit if she's homeless, if you're gunna live outside el pollo loco and act like a bitch I'm squirting you with my water bottle
Whiskey dick is like insurance for making bad decisions
Hey, I'm off work. Wanna take a metric fuckton of adderall, possibly get daydrunk, and get my hair cut?
fuck that its my house. if i want to take 1 bite out of the chicken & leave the rest i fucking will. suck my dick
However, you did manage to order seven different drinks while fingering her at the packed bar - it was like watching the pizza men pound the dough in the windows
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