you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
My professor is talking about sperm and all I can think about is my mouth
Part in the USA is on your top 25 most played on iTunes. you have NO RIGHT to judge me.
Also I feel like 60% of our relationship is based on sausage mcmuffins.
and my souvenir for the night was a nice ambulance blanket
My head. My head is the problem. Also alcoholism.
I can't drink with the moms anymore. All they talk about is lactating.
We have a pile of chopped wood here that suggests we may have chopped down a tree of some sort.
When a bartender remarks "wow" on how quickly you've finished a drink... Is that good or bad?
All I've succeeded in doing since I saw you is drool on my shoulder
was it wrong to tell him he's welcome in my pants any time?
They were so huge my eyes were just drawn to them. Boob gravity man.
My stuff that was at your place last night smells like doughnuts. I'm not even mad.
Let's celebrate our freedom by getting high and doing stupid shit.
I have blood and BBQ sauce all over my shirt. I blame you for the blood.
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