i found a roscoes card in my pocket that says 'fuck me bare fo $15.20'. Wow
This girls' body was nothing short of spectacular...her face, was like the '09 Detroit Lions
Just saw the first guy I gave head to lose in the french open...some how I feel better that my mistake made it to the same mistake as our relationship, the third round. Don't judge.
I don't know which is a more impressive stolen object. The couch from a sheer logistical viewpoint, or the parking meter because i'm pretty sure that's a federal offence.
I knew the night had taken a turn when we showed up and our flabongo was being chilled in the freezer.
I think Vodka is my favorite. Everything else ties for second.
Maybe it's just my body's way of telling me I don't need pinky toes. Like I'm the next evolutionary leap or something...
He thinks he's a sex addict. Just. My. Type.
It's like some sort of initiation to finger one of them... so I did it. And got high fived afterwards like a dozen times.
Those were right hand only?
THINK! exactly how many raw eggs did you color and hide in my apt.
Well I have rug burns in both armpits, somehow. So yes you should have been here
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
I just googled "creative ways to tell someone you'll give them a blow job". I'm losing my touch.
He changed the password on his Netflix account. The break up is official.
so on the street and some kid is chanting "cheeseburger, cheeseburger, cheeseburger!" while pumping his fist in the air. i agree.
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