As heartfelt as your proposal was- I will NOT marry for money- especially to someone who still owes me $700. You r officially pathetic!!
I think we should start referring to bisexuals as "strays"
I need a secretary to manage my drinking schedule.
I've never seen anyone write a check for a bar tab before
I had no idea a 5'8 girl could fit entirely on her knees in front of the passenger seat of a Sunfire, but I am very happy to now have that knowledge.
So he was supposed to be helping me with my math but instead we ended up drinking coconut rum in his basement and having sex. I think my mom was right, getting a tutor will be good for me. Relieves the stress.
Last thing I remember was wondering why there was a mirror on the wall behind the urinal and then realizing I was pissing in the sink.
If you can count on one hand the number of times you have actually, truly nearly died this month, then you are not really living yet.
Feels like someone put a cigar out where my butthole used to live
By 11 pm the pants were off and there was no turning back. But on the bright side, you promised me your CDs when you died, you even signed a napkin saying so.
right now I need to figure out a smart way to get an accurate picture of his dick so I know what in dealing with, right now in flying blind.
Maybe he injected his testicle?
I've come to realize that I need a break from life when I just tried to use my address numbers as the cook time on the microwave
I've now fucked in every motel room in this small town.
Mom said it is up to us to plan Thanksgiving. Hooters or Scores?
Or???
Randomize
