I drove you home. there is no excuse for wrecking your car 3 hours later.
Me and a lesbian played "may the best man win" over a bi chick tonight... I lost, still fun though
All you kept saying was "my dick ALWAYS causes problems".
I never had a problem I couldn't slut my way out of.
Giving me the bigger bowl of ramen isn't considered "romantic"
and his room smelled like strippers, childrens tears, and fear
for breakfast I had vodka and flavor blasted goldfish. and I'm topless.
She sent me a map and directions for a booty call. In a park. Give me reason not to marry her.
I need to pack up my vagina and leave. We only do bad things together.
just for future reference, lake water is NOT mix for hard stuff. nor is it an adequate substitute.
i think we watched the dark knight rises after you left but i might have passed out through most of it. I remember crying at the end though. sad tears then happy tears.
Her hotness level dropped from an 8 to a 2 as soon as I walked into her place. It REEKED of cat piss and there was no litter box and NO CATS.
I could have been on my second lucrative divorce by now, but nooooo, I had to be a strong independent woman.
She's writing hockey erotica again.
Tell her to pick another team besides ours this time.
Clearly the Stanley Cup Finals good luck hand job IS necessary. You let the whole team down.
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