Its about making memories worth repressing
It really wasent that hard. The male one had a M and the woman one had a W. I just couldent comprehend that at the time.
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
Besides the whole peeing blood for a week thing, it was the best sex of my life.
Worst case scenario: I have VD and will die. That's the worst that could happen. As long as I'm around long enough to see the winner of bachelor pad, I'm cool
I must have some kind of deep rooted instinct that tells me when a boys virginity needs to be taken.
You decided that walking wasn't in the cards for you anymore
It takes a special kind of man to fart REALLY loudly right before entering a woman and still get some. This has been a state of bootytown address.
Dude get here. I just re-invented nachos. For real though. They werent real before right now
Glad I can drunkenly remember to not get tomatoes on my Mexican pizza but can't tell a guy to keep his hands off my ass
I'm far too poor to be letting my hookups wear my shirts home. I'm down to about a total of 8 shirts and have no intention of buying more
I just sustained a forearm injury dancing to salt n peppa in my kitchen. Fack. I pushed it real good.
He said he discovered the mysteries of the universe inside an orange... I want whatever he was on.
National champion athletes like gay butt sex, too. I'm just here to help them out.
I did this clutch move yesterday at the bar where I grabbed a plastic cup for water and discreetly threw up in it while walking around and then tossed it. It was my best boot and rally ever
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