i voted for prop eight dipshit. more weddings = more CAKE.
we're taking shots every time my dog licks his penis. we're on number 8 now.
you should have been aborted.
He called me an ungrateful bitch because I lauged when he asked me "how do you me and a bed sound?"
Like I should be grateful for the 5 minutes I sit on top of him and stare at the wall.
He started yelling "fuck the environment" then puked all over the baby trees
i thought to myself 'what a productive day'. then i realized all ive done is one load of laundry and shaved my balls.
woke up in a garbage bag. literally. it was used as a sleeping bag.
i will be the first lesbian to ever fail women's studies.
I just want to see him this morning so I can bask in my wasted accomplishment.
It's only Tuesday and I just measured and checked to see if my 6'5 Friday booty call will fit in the back of my jeep comfortably.
You had me on my knees catching cheese balls in my mouth and moaning. In front of all your friends.
If you had a dick, I would hope it falls off and comes back to haunt you while fucking your ears at night. But you don't. But if you did, that's how mad I am at you
I mean, I've had her boob in my mouth, but is that romance?
He asked if I could not say his name during sex cause he liked the girl in the apartment above me.
FYI bail money is still in my drawer. I know you have no car but you need to know this for tomorrow.
Come to my place after work and we can discuss our finances over a coors delight and a fire ball shot
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