Just went to my life planning class. The professor has a braid going halfway down his back and an earring.
You talked to that cop for like 15 minutes and when you got back, you told us you were "networking".
No flamethrowers. That is a direct order.
We had to go visit his dealer in the hospital to buy some weed.
You should have totally come, I started watering down vodka with cider. I have lost the sense of taste.
I plan on showing these boobs to so many people that by the end of it ill just have a shirt of beads.
Hopefully this dress says "let me rent your house" and not "let me suck your dick for money"
ATTENTION PENIS' OF BURLINGTON: I AM COMING FOR YOU
Nope. Turns put my desperate group message for sex didn't work out.
Well you sent it to two guys who were roommates.
They could have rock paper scissored for it. My vagina = the prize.
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
I just want to smoke this blunt and eat pizza rolls while watching The Price Is Right with you.
On a scale of 1 to 10 how concerned should I be
I feel like that xmas present negates everything we were taught as little girls. Putting out DOES pay. God bless us everyone
Her vag MUST be made out of starbursts or something equally as delicious.
How are they?
Amazing! These new boobs are going to break blouse buttons and wedding vows!
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