Lost. The hour! Funtime!!!!
so the situation is a+b=c where "a" is how much you weight, "b" is my gravitational pull, and "c" is how erect your penis is.
My carpet still smells like piss and I THINK YOU KNOW WHY.
Wow anytime a scalper has i need tix written on the back of a franzia box thats a trusted seller
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
just to let you know, its not cheating if i cant feel my hands.
Hey man sorry, can't talk. I'm already taking risks by ripping the bong on this conference call.
so i may have indirectly taught my 13 year old campers how to give blowjobs.
sorry for the blank pocket text. My penis obviously has nothing to say to you.
He thought he was drowning because he was drinking water and intentionally holding his breath. Dear god what did you get me in to.
Oh and now he's calling me Brohammed Ali.
I am listening to lecture and I can hear us in the background talking about anal beads.
We knew it was an interesting night when we found my thong wrapped around a chocolate chip muffin in the fridge.
She rode me like a jockey on that tiny couch. Then we spooned.
Still, being medically ordered to stuff things in your vagina is amazing.
Bold words for someone NOT on a unicycle
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