don't worry, i have a range rover and a brother hopped up on steroids.. we can solve this little misunderstanding quite easily.
Only you could turn Mozart into a stripper song.
Lots of explosions. Minor nudity. Full penetration and lots of tuxedos.
Ask him about the girl he took home Saturday night. I swear she voted for Kennedy.
we'll go far in life on tits alone.
They were fighting, but then they bumped into the bong and it shattered. After that they just hugged and cried.
He held me the entire night. Not endearing kind of way. Like kidnapping or held hostage kind of way.
then you said,"Take this damn cabbage!" although it was actually your shirt. i found you in the elevator of his building.
So ive narrowed my options down to getting food or masturbating. Don't judge me
I'm going to take a nap so I don't feel like a stripper sneezed in my mouth tomorrow morning at work.
I'm just saying; the box truck will cost less then dorms or rent, and we can always crash where the party is.
I was hoping for a marriage proposal... Or at least an offer to sleep in his bed.
I just delete my bank app from my phone to have enough storage to download tindr. Is this my life now?
Ok maybe now I get why I'm single I think I just broke a rib pooping
You now have a new job. Call me around 1pm everyday and make sure I've eaten something. All I've had today is dick and cheesecake.
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