I got otter pops to cool the beers, it's an all around better idea.
We are going out Saturday. Oh and we might also be jousting on bikes.
I think i smell like relationship. That's my problem.
Btw after this weekend the chipndales costume has a 125% success rate.
Am I the only one that feels like there are hundreds of tiny people having a rave and stomping and kicking around inside my head this morning?
Great. Now I'm always going to be the roommate that boned a guy with a third nipple.
We can see it once so I can see the whole movie, then I'll go see it with him so I know when the boring parts are and I can have sex with him during those parts
I told you, I don't give a SHIT about their music. I JUST. WANT. TO FUCK. THE BASSIST.
I also found a beer label in my bra and I'm pretty sure you put it there and said "this means I trust you"
I'm so high. Midnight pancake breakfast in bed
Mind if I sleep with your cousin? If I can... thanks. If no, sorry its gonna happen.
He cannot be your sugar daddy. He looks like a literal hot dog.
I mean my dick does have feeling again, which is a step in the right direction
In the words of Disney’s Jafar, “desperate times call for desperate measures.”
She pooped on me during a reverse cowgirl. And it wasn't a little bit either.
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