you turned your livingroom into a bong?
my one-armed grandma is doing the YMCA. you figure it out.
He looked at me like he has never had a girl throw up on him before.
She had a maple leaf tattoo behind her ear and told me she liked my "playoff beard".
Only in Canada would your laziness be applied to hockey and rewarded.
I don't care if the man pisses on teenage girls, he's enchanting.
Apparently coming home smelling like I took a bath in beer is frowned upon in this household. I'm so glad I don't actually live here.
You know what, don't say anything. You all made fun on me for saying I would fuck him junior year when he taught us algebra and six years later, HERE I AM.
I'd like to believe that in some alternate universe we are living this wonderful lesbian life together..
I've now spilled wine and got poptarts all over my cast. So much for my doc taking me seriously...
No I kepy moaning and just called out a name to make them believe I was actually having sex instead of masturbating.
I wish I could accurately explain the embarrassment of standing in your bathroom with women's nair on your ass waiting to get in the shower.
Just ignore the penis. It's won't bother you. I promise.
well i can officially check "have sex in a prius" off my bucket list...
That time of your life is like a blur to me. There was churches, car fucking, and conservatives
My "birthday sex" consisted of approximately 25 seconds of him going down on me in the shower.
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