So chef boyardee smells exactly the same after you throw it up
i literally discovered the exact same thing last week. i had the lasagna one
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its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
I like how the only thing you spelled correctly is "i'm tequila"
just a question.. totally understand if you dont know what im talking about.. but.. do you have my funnel? i think i tucked it in to your bed last night.
i was laying in her brothers bed, in his old room. and i kept getting the chills. i didn't know if it was a draft or the ghosts of BJ's past.
His phone pocket dialed me while he was crapping. He was quietly singing stayin alive and possibly passing his intestines.
We did it in the bathroom in Taco Bell. We didn't buy anything before we left, which I thought was rude.
Last night dinner was cinnamon buns and whiskey. At least tonight I had a fajita with my cookies and tequila. I may be a little stressed about these end of semester tests.
i told her i loved her afterwards and she said "i know," kissed me, and got up to start making breakfast.
dude, she han solo'd you. keep her.
Oh and Dustin informs me I'm a legend amongst the freshman, if you were wondering about my street cred
And the view of you in reverse cowgirl is arguably the most spectacular view ever... And I've seen the Eiffle tower, the colosseum, mountains of Hawaii, Michaelangelo's David, and the Mona Goddamn Lisa. Just saying.
Yeah, I'm sure we have time for sex AND ihop.
I don't know where I'm at. But I'm pretty sure what I'm looking at is a small bear.
I want to create a human. Discussion later.
And here I am, playing fetch with my cat at two in the morning.
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