I took off my bra and money fell out...how crazy was I tonight?
So I've been thinking a lot since she told me she's prego. But what I want to know is why my voice of reason sounds like Thomas fucking Jane!?
His room was full of guns. It was like having sex with Clint Eastwood.
I came downstairs to find I had missed the 3some on my kitchen floor but not the pukefest or ER trip after it. This is what happens when the voice of reason is otherwise occupied
I demand visitation hours with the duck.
Even her dad came up for the body shots. Wasn't sure what to do so I just laid there and let it happen...
hotdog in my bra and i still managed to score. Got a bit freaked when he tried to eat it though. I paid 3 bucks for that fucking hotdog.
Seriously though, you almost tore my right nipple off.
She described me as " a caterpillar of adorable quietness that exploded into a slutty butterfly" She definitely nailed it there
You called me to pick you up from the bar at 9:00. When we drove over the speed bumps you put your hands in the air and pretended you were on a roller coaster.
Drinking a bawls. If I'm dead when you get home, yes, they are poisoned.
So... In conclusion, do I bring my vibrator and risk not only having it getting taken out at security, but also exposing my dad to my neon green vibrator, or just leave it here?
You're now part of the minority of friends who haven't seen my boobs.
We always have to do something together that tests the human limits of the body. Hopefully it has at least a 75% death rate.
Bank just called....we left my debit card in the ATM last night.
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