Cool, I just put that together. I didn't know if using a tie-died sub machinegun was too crazy
she was throwing up and singing "I HAD a feeling that tonight was going to be a good good night." And yeah she was still in her dress.
There are no words to adequately express my gratitude for sending me porn you found staring a former classmate.
I searched the house and found a small bottle of sherry which is probably as old as I am, has prob gone off and tastes like shit. I don't care any more. It has come to this.
I need to get skinnier so that I know when pregnancy scares are real...
I sent him a naked picture of me with the caption "I lost at beer pong, this was a dare. Hope your nights going as good as mine" I've never talked to him in my life, this is a strange way to start.
I'm just going to say , cocktail races are not for a Wednesday night maybe not even a Friday type of deal
He insists on falling asleep with his penis between my buttcheeks. He says its his "home".
She was into my hawaiian shirt and id never made out with a dinosaur... I feel like it worked out for everyone
his first fb message to me in 3 years was "is your cock open for business?" im blocking him
You thanked me for a delicious cock and tacos...
I have weed and a speedo - I don't need anything else.
I swear every time I see him he's either dancing or trying to touch people
She handed me scissors and told me that they were the ones with the lowest probability of having been used to trim someone's pubes.
Feel free to drag me back to reality at your convenience
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