It's not a real calculator it's a math calculator
You can bone my sister, but I will end our friendship if you write 'LOLERS' one more time at the end of your texts.
he puts the penis in happiness.
Last night we were drunk and talking about rude things, I mentioned felching and had to explain it to everyone. Everyone was disgusted and asked how I knew about such filth and I told them you told me. Don't get mad. Also a quck heads up, you might get gifts of straws at work,
Just come over and take your pants off. 35 mins tops. You'll be home before midnight cinderella
He's a good guy, we stopped by his old church.
And you didn't burst into flames?
well what she called a "work function" most people call "doing shots with your boss while people throw napkins at you."
On the bright side, at least we arent the generation raised by fucked up teen moms.
At one point in time, he cried and said I didn't appreciate him.
I either just got free sex or a nice jail sentence. Text me in 10 to verify.
I am stoned and listening to the Olympics music I downloaded on Saturday. Best 6 dollars I have ever spent.
It looks like I promised him my virginity, in spanish. What the hell did you give me?
My vagina is screaming your name . Wtf did you do to it
Dont judge the spank bank, just be happy that you were deposited there.
No, it's like a legit blood drive. It's not just her out in some parking lot with needles and ziplock bags
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