Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
last night i found where hot topic managers go to die after they get fired.
I've replaced the bottom of the food pyramid with alcohol.
yeah bitch needs to recognize there's only one person with this face
just as he was about to cum he started shouting "I THINK I CAN! I THINK I CAN!" over and over again.
Well, I just hope you know I had your best interests at heart when I put your sandwich down my pants.
They kept trying to slap each other but they were poring beer onto their hands first referring to it as their baby powder
I can't talk to her. I know entirely too much about her genitals to hold a conversation without mentioning them.
It's 11am on 4/20 and I'm already in urgent care.
She's posted my bail. Twice. Of course I'm going to be her wing girl.
Today's weekday brunch started at 2pm, and consisted of $7 of sandwich and $50 of cocktails. Also, I hustled the bartender for about $3 playing nickel poker, but he may have been letting me win. Either way, he didn't get into my pants.
I was unconscious Saturday for like 6 hours after I passed out on the sidewalks of our nation's capital. Thank you America, for bottomless brunch.
Like these jerks could have told me it wasn't a video call, I wouldn't have put on pants.
Look, you're talking to the wrong girl here. Tacos>dick always and forever
So... I sharted on the plane. It was hard to maintain my composure and acted offended at the same time. I hate you for not cutting me off last night.
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