love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
Learned a lot. Like boys with frosted tips still exist. And that they're sensitive to constructive criticism.
she broke up with me using backstreet boy lyrics
you deserved it if you knew it was backstreet boys.
And then like 10 minutes later they were taking a bath together. HOW DOES HE DO IT.
Still can't believe they give people like us a drivers license and college degree.
So... on the count of three, we are going to forget last night ever happened... 1...2...3
We played "race the Jimmy John's driver". Order, then see if we can finish sex before the food arrives.
You passed out and she managed to carry you all the way back to your dorm last night. I believe your testicles now her property.
had to go back to that apartment this morning to get my other boot. it was tacked to the wall
He asked me when I was coming to bed while simultaneously drilling a fart into the mattress. Don't fucking get married.
P.S. I just made up pleasure scepter for the purpose of that last message.
I just spent 20 mins in the shower washing n rewashing my body to get rid of stripper. I even loofa'd my face.
Last night I got drunk on margaritas at an Irish pub and came home with only one shoe. I have to get my shit together.
You really know how to show Monday who's boss.
My fucking earlobe is bruised what the hell
I have beer and butt plugs...pretty sure I will find a way to entertain myself while I wait
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