hey its robert, we just made out in the backyeard. i'm inside now and you should come to the bathroom and meet me.
I need to talk to you about an important matter involving lesbians.
you dont need to remember merediths name haha. only jane
conclusion of the day: americans need to get on tredmills, people need to learn how to flush toliets and learn how to pee in then instead of on them, and waiters shouldnt tell their life stories to customers.
And people are going to start dressing like that in public, it's just ridiculous, the goths and now the GAGAs
why would she cut her hair? she needs all the distractions possible from those texas-sized gums and horse teeth.
My lack of memory is directly related to being friends with you.
I'm on my fifth double. This night is getting better whether it likes it or not.
I like the odds of his and my children being professional athletes too. To support me in my old age, see I do think about the future.
the bruise you left on my ass looks like africa. the other just looks like a hand.
He said his name was Tony, after last night I will refer to him as Tiny
Jesus fuck that was emotional whiplash
Getting paid in weed to watch a pregnant adult with cooking skills is the TITS
i said cake fell into my bra, you stood up and yelled "Im coming soldier", leaped acrossed the couch and started motorboating my boobs. i would have been cool with it if your mom didnt keep calling me the "lesbiainizer"
I mean metaphorically. Literally zombies have yet to invade. Let's be rational here.
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