It was unlikely that the relationship was going to end with anything other than antibiotics.
We're not too concerned with getting her out of jail. We're on a mission for donuts.
THAT stays in the CAR. And if one fucking person who was NOT in the car brings it up, I will KILL you. Thank you.
..So we should take it off Youtube?
You called him your tasty little crouton. Which actually wasn't the weirdest part.
In her drunkenness, she packed a bag with tequila, two shot glasses, salt, a knife, and two pears. She was prepared but too high to distinguish pears from limes.
And then, I saw the prophecy come to fruition. It was the Dick of Destiny.
All I am going to say is this: I woke up with lots of bruises on my knees from running around on all fours being a 'dinosaur'. Either girls night in went terribly wrong or terribly right.
But we only had three ninja turtles. So everyone that would ask us where Donatello was, we would say "what? He's gone? Shredder is at it again!"
it's ok, no one ever died fom being sticky.
i've gotta research that and get back to you.
I went with plan f. get drunk and start a fire in my yard
Are you good with a knife? I need someone to perform amateur surgery.
When I go out tonight I need to make sure to be really good. The Easter bunny doesn't deliver to jail
It was the cape. I can't control myself when I wear a cape.
You've lost booty call privileges between the hours of 10pm and 8am.
I just want him to go down on me while I eat a burger. Is that too much to ask?
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