no, there's no challenge. I live a humble lifestyle out of virtue.
You wear Armani Exchange.
And then he said "I can't get blown while Gordon Bombay and Mr. Holland stare at me from the TV"
So thanks to the xanax and vodka memory erasering combo i wake up only to reopen a picture of some very familiar balls
aparently i pased my english final. I don't even remember taking it.
You just kept screaming "You are no House!!!" at the ER doc trying to stitch your head
She's never going to forget it... Christmas Anal.
Just took 4 secret shots in his bathroom to not remember him naked.
I created another version of Halloween, it's called swalloween, whatever girl in a slutty costume you bring home has to swallow or forever be known as the holiday grinch
just got home. some guy on my porch is tryin to show me his balls. no more parties at my apartment.
Just walked into McDonald's and a bunch of fat girls gave me a look like I just entered their territory.
Don't get me wrong, I love talking about lube and such, but why are we?
It's not that I'm in love with her, so much as I would love to be her lesbian experience.
But is that really the name you want to scream out during climax?
Yeah no problem. What are blow job angels for anyways
Sorry this is the worst night of your life and that you're being a baby about it.
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