put your party hat on. and by party hat I mean no panties
I sat a few seats down and one row behind a cute girl at the Cubs game today. Having watched her talk to the guy next to her, I found out only her name and age. I then used that information and pieced it together with over 500 girls on Facebook with the same name. I found the same girl, and we're now fbook friends.
if being a creepy fuck was an olympic sport, they'd think you were using performance enhancing drugs...
yes, the chronicles of narnia is exactly what happens when you do crack inside of a wardrobe.
in the bathroom helping her wash cum out her eye. pretty much explains my sex life
Only your vagina holds the key to what happened last night.
I know you don't remember, but the teeth marks on my face say it happened.
I don't care how many kiddie pools are in our house. One is too many.
Are there any plans to where i might need to be dressed semi-nicely or is it a "pants optional" weekend?
What if there is no right person? Maybe it's just the right cat. Or the right 12 cats.
WHY WONT HOT GETMAN MAKR PUPR WITH ME!!!!???!?!!
Hey! I need booze. And penises. And a lot of mistakes that I will regret in the morning.
I told her my hands felt like they touched the sun, never been that stoned before
I've been really sick the past 4 days. Last night, I actually turned down a bj. I may be dying.
he walked off and puked in the sand. then he made a sand castle over it so that "it wouldn't upset the kids"
Anyway, that's been my evening- crying and looking up diabetes symptoms. How was your night?
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