We walked past a group of guys in front of a bar last night and they claimed, I quote: Wow, we'd actually have to work for that.
Those balls look pretty dangerous.
part of it is the fact that im problem drinking, and the other part is my OCD wont let me leave the bottle half-empty.
Call me when your ready for an explanation about the ham in your vagina.
His ankle bracelet went off in the middle of sex. That makes a girl reevaluate her life...
I have a pocket in my purse that is just for condoms and cocktail swords. I feel like that speaks volumes about me as a person
If Dave says he's going to have sex with her, he's going to fuck her retarded and turn her crazy. So run.
You might call them booze related cuts, I call it "partying so hard you sweat blood"
All I know is that I woke up with glitter all over me and blood on my shoes. It wasn't my blood.
I just had sex on a roof
I just rolled a blunt and took my bra off. I'm not going anywhere.
Also send boobie pics with bobs burgers in background its the only way to get me off anymore
i'm sitting in bed scratching my boobs and wearing a sparkly fedora and have no one to blame but myself
But if you move out who will get drunk with me on the roof and yell at boys?!?
Remember the Giant sandworm from the movie Dune? Well that's about how big his dick is. No bulshit.
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