This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
i can totally tell he's high. he's having a conversation with my dog.
So you refered to him as "monster dick"...not so much
she kept checking the clock when she was giving me head and at midnight she said she had to stop because she cant eat meat on fridays is that bitch serious
for real. he might as well bring dogs if they're lower than a 7.
dont get mad but guess who just got banned for life from dodger stadium
Vaginas are confusing as hell with all their secret compartments and shit.
I'll get my vaginal cartography poster.
I've realized that my life is in no way structured to be compatible with monogamy. I'm not adjusting to this well.
I could've eaten a live cat and wouldn't remember it today. That level of drunk.
I am getting drunk. And i'm going to paint my face and slide down the stairs like Pochahontas. Goodbye
Status Uddate: I lost half a tooth and Alison is taking Amy Grant requests via bullhorn
Pretty sure the purpose of joining wine clubs isn't to drink the 2 bottles they send you each month IN THE SAME NIGHT.
Oh you know, we just bobbed for apples in a bucket full of jungle juice. So, a casual Tuesday night.
That last one reminds me of the time we smoked that foot-long joint and by the time we'd finished we were so stoned we applauded it.
That's the 2nd med student that has had his tongue in my butthole, what gives.
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