Good. You are like the clit whisperer.
I closed that bar. Sang every Beatles song in the book. Made Somoan friends.
how are pickles made is in the google history again... why do you always wonder that, and forget the answer?
Too late, the blunt's already in my cleavage
they're using the ping pong table for ping pong. it's weird
I swear this guy grew up in land without leagues. someone should inform him he's way out of mine
I just compared drinking to love. How do these people not know I'm an alcoholic?
Just caused a nice traffic jam while trying to park at Costco. Too high to drive.
Whoever decided it was a good idea to sell 40's at a bar with life-sized jenga deserves a nobel prize.
We just leapfrogged all the way to the bar.
okay when i look at this i can see it on the future news along with the headline "picture scandal involving senatorial candidate sexually harassing drunken idiot in what appears to be a pink room of pain"
I rammed pretzels and Jell-O shots down the throats of those I loved.
It's amazing what a couple of orgasms can do for a girls demeanor.
I'm drunk doing an ab workout. I can only hope I make it to bed tonight.
Please note that in response to your post about your dog's jaws clamped hard around a stick, I did not comment, "Takes after his dad." You're welcome.
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