Me. At least after what I've been through.
I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
i think you shook his penis after he was done peeing.
I've eaten ice cream, mentos, an extreme gulp and swedish fish today. i feel like diabetes. the actual disease not a person with it.
Even if he doesn't call, at least I can say i fucked a mascot.
I'm at the grocery store buying monistat and corn nuts. thank god for self check out.
The cops said we could pay $250 or spend the night in jail and get 2 free meals. I might pee in mail-boxes more often
His grandpa picked him up. Brought him to the house. And made him clean the puke off the driveway with a broom and a bucket of water.
I feel like vibrating beds are just synonymous with venereal diseases.
seriously they are like going to hulk burst through. There are perks and downfalls to having big boobs
Ps. I'm slapping the bag. It's an emergency.
The married guy I've been fucking broke it off because I'm not a trump supporter and don't share his "traditional values".
If you had a good reason for throwing the toaster at the wall, now's a good time to tell someone. My parents are on their way back and you know my dad and his pop tarts.
beach body workouts will consist of dancing and cocaine, and sugar free redbull
I honestly have no desire to wear clothes around you
I have that affect on people
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