So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
just passed a tour group on my way home. the guide actually said: 'and THAT kids is whats known as the walk of shame'
white trash bash was a total success...cops shut it down twice and her hair stayed in rollers all night..she never broke character
She kept screaming "best case scenario"
I'm more concerned about the fact that I can't feel my gums
I definitely did a line of something I don't know with a Pagan biker. I make good decisions.
She's still too new to the group to be comfortable with us just sitting down as a group and watching porn on the tv.
Oh and I ate all of your Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Consider it part of your reparation payment for accidental anal insertion. I may continue to collect payments until I am no longer sore.
Also, am I the only one who noticed he didn't fuck you until after you were technically a cripple? Or am I reading into this too much? Congrats on that btw
hey remember that mom you brought home from the bar last month... she is currently driving me back to her place. turning my phone off now.
Only I could host a baby shower where the cops get called.
Also, I wish we had magnetic nipple rings and our boobs stuck together.
I need to calm my uterus...
I kid you not. He let me in into his house, showed me the putt putt in his backyard. Offered to play me.
its been well over a year and hes still saying sex with me was epic
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