why is it that everytime a half black man enters something boring, it suddenly becomes sexy to people? golf? the presidency?
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
She was having a seizure right in front of you, and you asked, "So there's no more donuts?"
I have a busted ear drum from when he honked his horn when we started to have sex on his car in the parking lot...
The only reason I'd ever want a boyfriend is so that someone would spoon feed me applesauce when I'm so hungover I can't move
of course not. I do my best teaching on a hungover monday. I did the research. im still okay with the direction in which my life is headed.
I'm figuring, since someone shoved pizza crust in my ear last night, there might be some leftover pizza.
don't you dare blame getting arrested on me. you sugested we play the penis game and we all know I'm a strong competitor
Male strippers are involved. You are coming
I'm to the point that I've had the revelation that its physically impossible for my arms to be attached to my torso.
I have a knack for carnage and poetic language.
And you are going to be so turned on by my batman skills later
Why is it pressure? I want to see your cute face and possibly sit on it. You make it like its a bad thing.
Drunk within and hour of coming home from work, merry christmas bitch
Im four hours late for work AND i pissed my bed
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