I guess what I'm trying to say is you've fucked more people than the economy.
just scratched off #34 on my list of things to do before age 30 - drunk in a helicopter.
Get in the lobby, you have to sign my boxers
Curse you and your alcoholic milkshakes.
You're welcome.
Omg. I felt like a crazed animal last night. My lesbian instincts burned a hole in my panties.
My dick hurts from so many people grabbing it last night. We're not going back to that club
I call BS on that! THAT WAS TOTALLY AN INTERCEPTION. JENNINGS HAD THAT.
PEOPLE ARE FLIPPING FURNITURE HERE. IN THE ROOM ABOVE ME. I HEARD SOMEONE WOOKIE CALL IN ANGER FROM SOMEWHERE IN THIS BUILDING.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared, even a little.
she just stared at nothing and then looked at me and goes, "that's a weird place to put the wall"
Hello. You don't know me, but word on the street is that we are now eskimo sisters. I feel like we should go out for coffee and compare experiences.
Only you could make a stripper uncomfortable by eye fucking her too much.
So last night I turned down multiple drinks because "I didn't want to hold them". It's time reevaluate my decisions
Nothing kills the mood quicker than kneeing him in the face during sex
He's coming over again? GIRL, you're thoroughly enjoying the month of Dicktember.
I don't know, we got really drunk and I slapped her with an ear of corn.
Holy. Shit. I just remembered all the lapdances....
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