You all can go fuck yourselves. As far as I'm concerned, don't come back to karaoke.
NEVERCLEAR, NEVER AGAIN.
Just wanna let u know that we are almost on the pity blow job level of our friendship.
I'm off the liquor
You're forefathers are ashamed of you. They didn't struggle to make it to America so that you could become a soft dick
I waxed the left side of it and was in too much pain to do the right side so my crotch looks like cruella devil
Last time we had a party like that I woke up naked on the pool table with a chalk outline around me and a empty bottle of jager duct taped to my hand.
Yea. I'm excited about this party too
Ok. Here's the plan. Take your hand (whichever is closest), summon all your nerve, and just stick it right down his pants.
I love you.
I haven't been motivated enough for a shirt. And only half the day was bra-worthy.
From now on, you must never doubt my ability to go from drunken rambling lovesick girl to Stepford wife within the course of a few hours.
It's like your tits told gravity 'fuck you, I'm fine right here!'
I'm back in the dating scene now... Since the legality issue calmed down. And my stalking charges were dropped.
Life's too short to be sucking dicks in cars for the rest of my life.
Some small part of me hopes I'm on the probationary list because of seeing the Dean at that fetish party.
By god, his vagina is better looking than mine.
Why is there a whip in the kitchen?
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