i can't help myself.. i am just so in love with the kitchen manager.
...he was wearing JNCO shorts.. i'm pretty sure i saw the dragon.
do you know why i have a volvo grill taped to the back of my car?
No. You are not the Kate in this relationship. I will do what I want.
I decided you couldn't drive after you asked where the time circuits were on your Altima
I wanted to see November 5, 1985
He just washed his hands with scrubbing bubbles yelling "They work hard so I don't have to!"
He yelled IN THE FACE!! while cumming on my face.
If I banged a coworker last night but didn't enjoy it can I put it down on my timesheet?
You missed practice last night. You owe at least 8 hours of liver sprints.
well, I yelled "the tribe has spoken!" at a boatload of people and then I walked home alone in the pouring rain at 1:30am. karma really is a bitch, yo.
when you come home i just want to let you know we are cats now. and we are out of eggs.
If I wasn't stoned and knee deep in cheese and crackers I'd help.
We peed together in a dark alley while holding hands. That is a bond that can never be broken.
You need to stop telling people you gained weight over the holidays. You've been fat since July.
This is like 50 shades on steroids but with healthy relationship models and mutual respect among all parties involved and lesbian activity.
Jamie's fucking a senior citizen and I'm eating chips and salsa in the shower at 2am, so whatever you're doing it can't be worse.
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