can we please move this conversation out of my vagina?
I wonder how skeet ulrich feels about the skeet skeet phrase and and what it denotes.
Okay, good. And if you have one of those portable strip poles that would be nice too.
So, I found out he was eating a jolly rancher while eating me out.. Hence the yeast infection.
Blacked in riding a tandem bicycle with a stranger. We stopped for hot dogs.
I mean, two foreign guys have drunkenly confessed their love for her, so she's clearly doing something right.
What happened to my knees?
You ate shit in front of the homeless people. They applauded.
Not to mention I think lunch is a little inappropriate when our relationship is only based on Mario kart and alcohol so far...
Reminder: You could have had sex with me while wearing a tiara.
The awkward moment when a lady ask you what kind of lipliner you're using, but really I have just finished eating hot cheetos.
Apparently I was walking around with a slice of bread and wine saying, "Jesus would have wanted this." 🙄 🍞🍷
I remember the Prince Albert and the three penises in the threesome. But the rest no.
I woke up in the middle of the night with my dick out and my electric blanket on high. It's like she wanted a hot dog.
He's finally divorcing her, so naturally he tells me that we're not exclusive anymore. His penis 'wants what it wants' apparently.
In the past year, I've fucked 3 Dave's and you've fucked 2 Dave's. That's a lot of Dave's in our vaginas.
We need to start a soap opera called the Dave's of Our Lives.
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