I just want a better ending for myself. Not walking around with one sock on and my bush hanging out.
Karaoke into a bottle of boones. dear summer in alabama, glad to see you again.
I told her she can't come to our bonfire because she throws up on herself & she has a mustache. And now apparently I'm a bitch or something.
She's like the Michael Jordan of alcoholism
From what I hear, her blowjob factory was runninng at full capacity this weekend.
You have like just as much sex as me and I have a brand new bf. That does not add up. That is not right.
Is it related to planting your seed? Cause I don't know if you have studied the development of a tiny human, but that is some complicated shit.
Isn't everything in a man's life somehow related to him planting his seed?
He's going to be my graduation present to myself.
His legs actually look hot in that dress. He might even make a better girl than Josh
Ok let me just clear up this blowjob thing first so we can talk about your grandpa
I think the best course of action at this point is to cut his balls off to get him to stop reproducing
I should've left when he told me that he only smoked crack by accident once
He's got a british accent, a tounge ring, and he's wearing an eye patch... Of corse I'm fucking him
While I was giving him head he told me he had to go door to door the next day and "spread the word of Jesus Christ" I felt like a Disney villain out to steal his virtue.
Also fucking you night and morning and then serving your parents breakfast is a bit awkward. And funny. To me.
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