we dont do blackfin have a good night :)
who are you and why are you in my phone as dr. seuss
if it were possible I'd exchange my vagina for a diff one on the black market.
She was so drunk yelling at me in my driveway to fuck her. It was the ghetto version of Romeo and Juliet.
Boys can't fool me. I know "want to come up and meet my dogs?" is just a nondirect way of saying "come up and meet my penis".
I woke up wearing nothing but 7 partially eaten candy necklaces. Only one was around my neck. Don't even try to tell me I don't need plan B.
the last thing i remember saying is "hope you like body hair"
Housing came buy and confiscated our shopping cart :(
The mystery gender stripper never showed up with that party burrito last night.
But the ghost of his schlong past haunts you
I have a big to do list for you. Number 1 - me. Number 2 - drink wine 3. Talk my ears off. 4. Me again
He uses Bing as his search engine...but he's great in bed. So obviously I'm torn.
He struggled for a second trying to unhook my bra and I said "4/10. Novice."
We need to move to a different bar soon. When we're standing on the patio, and every guy around us has seen us naked...there's a problem
Southwest doesn't have zingzang bloody Mary mix. I'm gonna file a complaint with the FAA
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