Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
some kid came into the principals office and tried to explain what he was sent there for through interpretive dance.
I think they should rename 16 and pregnant to "I was fucked in highschool and all I got was a baby and humiliated infront of the nation on MTV"
just hang any plant up and call it mistletoe.
After that we used the in-room hotel coffee pot to warm up some queso. it was brilliant
Let's cut to the chase. What days are we sleeping together this week?
If you would give me the chance we might have the two separate pieces of the greatest fuck puzzle ever.
His pick up line was "your one sexy pumpkin, I'd love to carve." Why would you let me go home with him?
I woke up to see that I had ripped my boxers into a loin cloth because we were watching last of the mohicans
You just kept yelling and saying, "IM NOT GOING TO STOP YELLING UNTIL YOU TAKE THAT SHOT"
I smoked my last bong as the sun rose. It was magical.
Nah it's alright, I'll just ride cock all the way to hell
wait. i have to tell u something. and it has nothing to do with dildos or spiders
also. when i get a car, the amount of space there is for sex WILL be a huge deciding factor.
Dude, she stopped mid blow job to ask the cat's name. ADHD might be a deal breaker after all.
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