names aren't important. just tell him all you want is a lil make out sesh and keep it moving.
The only reason I kept his number in my phone for so long is so that hed pay for my abortion.
You kept spitting the skittles out cause you said they tasted like "balls of sandpaper"
his penis is PERFECT
I want to put it in a shoebox and place cottonbls around it to protect it from any harm
or knit it little hat
All I can think about is getting a lawsuit and chocolate
For some reason there are two like 10 year old black girls crumping at the bar. I feel like I'm in a missy elliot video.
He said it. He actually said "yes it's in".
Do you have paint?
Paint? I wish
OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING
My high school reunion is Thursday so I need to find an outfit that says "Haha, you got fat and I got tits. Suck it, bitches."
Can't tell if its the LSD or if that demon man just stared at my penis. Cleveland is a weird place. All true stories.
All I'm sayin is that I don't want to raise anything. Or deal with anything. Or having anything come out of my vagina. I mean, I don't think that's asking too much.
Question for you. Do you want to go out somewhere or do you want to have sloppy joes at my house? That's not a euphemism for anything; I actually have stuff to make sloppy joes
Let's go get coffee and handcuffs.
Owwww. A manager/ employee sex scandal that DOES NOT involve me! SCORE!!!
In case you're wondering... Yes walmart will judge you for buying vodka and pickles at 645am.
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