Well whatever you do have, it sure worked on me.
A Penis?
i just found out that washing ur bong in the dishwasher works. its been a productive day
I will give you vagina for bag of have'a corn chips.
we marched down beaver avenue with lit tiki torches humming the olympics opening song.
All she said was "the usual?" and unzipped my pants.
At least I wasn't still dressed as a bottle of dom perignon when they took me to the ER
We crashed a rave, threw glitter all over Gay Dan and the bartender, broke a chandelier and called ourselves the Kings of Neon.
I mean there is a rehab there so its gotta be a good time
THEY AREN'T MARRIED. PUT ON YOUR HOMEWRECKING PANTIES AND GET TO WORK. NO EXCUSES.
I may or may not have puked in the ladies room. Now I get to convince my client to go to substance abuse treatment. Oh, the irony.
Running my fingers through my hair was like that scene in Patch Adams where the old lady got to swim in a pool of pasta. I love Molly.
and then I partied with my new dealers deaf pit bull. All around a good night I'd say...
how don't worse things happen to you?
The impact your presence has on my vagina without even putting your hands on me is quite astonishing, impressive and a little disturbing.
I repeat do not go to a jail visit drunk, those stools are easy to fall off.
After we won that round of beer pong you attempted to swallow the winning ball whole claiming you had the mouth and jaw of a snake.
A snake? I must've been gone...
After that you got naked and hissed at people the rest of the night..
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