It made me feel like I need a reality show of my life so I could go back and watch the episodes to figure out how I got from the trunk of the car to my neighbors tree house...
I'll start drinking again when I know where I am
you want my honest opinion? I'm sure refering to her vagina as the "bat cave" was your first mistake.
Just role played anchorman. And yes, I did take her to pleasure town.
I am not old enough to be running into past fucks at the bank. This is at least a twenty five year old milestone.
your philanthropy is ruining my sex life.
Will you be topless? That will affect my answer.
You told him that your vagina was the "King Crab" of all vagina's.
found a hand written recpiet for 'one doe fawn' on an open crate in my living room need help to find it
where the hell would u of bought a deer
only clue right now is the orange grease all on my clothes. debit card denied so I know something weird went down..
Well, after emptying the contents of my stomach into a fucking rose bush, the only things moving through my digestive system are pills, coffee, and my own lip gloss. If that gives you any idea what kind of a day I'm having.
Getting drunk at 9 am is not a super power.
Twist bend and done? Jesus that sounds like a seventh grade hand job.
Got so high i fell asleep kyaking...for 2 hours.
You have my heart. You only share my vagina.
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