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not to mention it took an hour of antique roadshow to calm my dick down
every time i recognize a doctor or patient at the hospital on this rotation, i just pray it's not from my blackout saturday makeout slut moments...professionalism shouldn't count on weekends
turkey basters and jungle juice, is that really the whole shopping list for new year's?
I have a feeling that watching gay porn with you was the reason I was dancing in a hurricane of floating dicks in my dream last night.
Dude.. You paid a stripper $50 to listen to you cry last night.
She called all of my friends to find out where I was last night. 7 out of ten said their place.
She woke me up with an urgent call telling me she was rolling on Mollie and swimming in the ocean. I mean that's just great. If she drowns, I'll feel responsible.
Then again, he has huge mansions.
*manboobs.
I'm gonna have to kick a girl scouts ass...
You should really look at your snapstory. It has us screaming " MANSION DICK! SUCK IT! FUCK IT!" By the way im currently in a mansion and need you to pick me up
Somehow I just turned an entire McDonald's bag upside down in my car and not a single fry fell out. The Lord really does work in mysterious ways.
She said she hasn't cheated on me in 7 and a half days and she'd like praise for that.
Sorry for peeing on your books last night. I wouldn't leave them next to the window anymore.
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
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