Sooo... I woke up in the shower this morning. It was on.
I would have been "that girl" at the party last night if it wasn't for that girl who puked in the potted plant...
He's got serious oatmeal ass...take a moment and admire how google voice to text was able to detect oatmeal ass....twice
im not sure. I kicked him in the ear last night trying to kick a plastic cup off his head to prove I can kick higher than anyone.
If you don't come out tonight, who's going to wake us up in the morning because they're fucking in the middle of the room where everyones sleeping?
I love being Chipotle's first beer sale of the morning.
I just woke up to three dick pics. Apparently in my blacked out state. I was asking for them as the new valentines day card.
Your little brother is asking me for an "expert opinion" on his dick size.
I woke up smelling like chlorine with a broke toe. They know how to fucking party on lake lanier.
I feel like I got ass raped in the brain.
It's 3 in the morning and there is a bird chirping it's head off outside. GOD DAMNIT THIS IS NOT A TIME TO SING OF YOUR CHEERFUL BIRD MERRIMENT YOU STUPID BIRD CUNT!
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
Sorry, I thought I responded to your question. My name is Jon, we kinda had a sleepover at your friends place in OC. Don't know if you remember me, you were "dick chugging" like there was no tomorrow last night.
"WHAT IS THIS LESBIAN MADNESS"
Oh btw, ur tongue should count as a second cock it's that good
He got mad at you last time bc you tried to rap battle him via text. This is strictly business.
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