So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
If I have to take him to the hospital, I'm drawing dicks on his face
I want to know him. He looks like he makes really good breakfast burritos.
Her grandmother had a handicap stair lift. I just put her drunk ass on it and let her ride it up. Thank God for broken hips.
You did a strip tease for the toilet.
That's the first time I've ever heard something that tickled both my gag reflex and my penis simultaneously.
There are 27 signatures on my ass. What the hell happened last night?
Every time someone made a cup you congratulated them by letting them sign your ass.
That man gives me hope. I can't help it. And by "hope" I mean "wood."
You'd be proud! I didn't lose my id this time... It got confiscated
So somehow today's lecture on the immune system turned into me having to stand up and explain female ejaculation to the class.
On a happier note, I can fit in my old shorts. Dope does have its perks
if it makes u feel better, i skipped class so i could go to a sex convention in jersey a few hours earlier than if i went to class.
Yeah. 11 people shoved in a clown car for a 1 hour party. I'm too old for house parties.
Hey, um, after thinking about it, I decided I really don't want to use applying olive oil to your ass for your fissure as part of foreplay because... well... really? Just read that again.
He was someone so memorable that I'd completely forgotten he'd existed up to and during the encounter
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