I feel like i'm in "To Catch a Predator - The Musical"
all i know is that each time we woke up we were at a different chinese restaurant. help.
I keep waking up with the nagging feeling I gave him half a hand job through his shorts.
I can now tell my grandchildren Central Park has really great spots for quickies...
Would you feed me pudding while my fake tan dries?
Trust me. I don't get home before 5am. I know what Immmm doing. BTW bail money is in my closet. PEACE
WE COULD TOTALLY DO ECSTASY AND GO TO THAT CAT SHELTER OFF OF BROADWAY.
He called me at two in the morning to tell me he was throwing the tiny Thor hammer at moving vehicles. Apparently he missed the guy on the motorcycle.
There's a drag queen here that reminds me strongly of you. You should try crossdressing.
He showed up at my house, drunk, proclaiming that he needed to fuck me...my dad let him in
Wow i don't think I've had to send this many texts apologizing for my behavior since high school...
if it wasn’t 100% before, it is now that i will most definitely die a quesadilla related death
I don't remember his name. I had whataburger on my mind and in my hands so I wasnt really listening
Do exhausted, barely concealed hand jobs count as joining the mile high club?
You mom sent me some article linking anal sex, damaged prostates and sterility. Does she still think your gonna go straight and have kids one day?
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