Jesus can read your poker face... He is not pleased
Had a 3 sum last night, and today food just taste better and the air seems so much fresher!
all we ever talk about is how much i like your dick or my drug problem.
Just saw some guy walking down the street rapping about various types of pasta.
there's nothing like that first "just failed out of my program" beer
He showed up to the Seder drunk and tried to convince everyone that he could read Hebrew.
well after this past weeked you can expect to see me on maury playing a little game called "who's the father"
We went to his house and he brought a jar of pickles to bed. I think im in love.
he called me from germany to tell me about all the gummy bears he bought...i'm doubting his sobriety
it was good sex until i became a rubber doll and he became a jack hammer, so i guess overall it was good
Having a vagina does not stop me from believeing my balls are bigger than yours.
It feels like you stuck your dick in a fire and then branded the inside of me.
In hindsight, I probably should not have let the waiter give me a chiropractic adjustment on my neck last night.
Every time we have sex, I feel his dick ramming my soul into submission. Problem is..... I LIKE THAT SHIT!
I'm not in bed, I'm driving and puking at the same time.... first for everything
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