i blew a .213 what kind of thug blows the compton area code exactly? this guy
i can now get sex on a playground off my list of things to do in life.
he asked me if i had ever jacked off high and then referred to it as a "man-to-man question"
yeah come on over we're just pre gaming for the grocery store
well right now he's telling us a story how he befriended a racoon
I'm gonna cougar town the shit out of that prom.
I can't turn off my feet"
Cheers to being single today. There's an entire box of franzia with my name on it.
Apparently fireball doesn't mix well with my no carb diet
we are not taking body shots with the irish cream
His crazy is a thing to be cherished
There were firefighters and a fire truck up the street. I asked what was wrong and their exact words were "Just a tiny explosion; it'll be all right"
Being forward is somethimes a problems. Like in sexual deity Kong.
I think you’re losing coherence.
I am
I told him. He hasn't said anything. Crying and holding cats is probably what is happening.
Your Saturday night was spent at the opera, mine was spent exchanging naked pics with a hot middle aged man that is so ripped that he looks like he's photoshopped. This is why we're blood sisters. We balance each other out.
I hate you so hard.
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