yeah it was kind of like, i'm 27 and still live in a frat house.. you honestly expect me to have "moral fiber" and a "conscience"
I just threw up and a whole piece of spaghetti came out of my nose. I don't even remember eating spaghetti.
best googles of the semester: toe fucking, purpose of two nostrils, human tail. with pictures
the coke olympics were a bad idea. there's a tree uprooted in the front of my building.
Well I'm just gonna sit here naked in this chair and whatever happens happens
hes out at the street wearing a tophat and a monocole and carrying a cane and greeting every car that drives by
he just went across the street and into someones house and we could hear him inviting them over from the front porch
My only expectation is honesty. And three orgasms every time.
You kept asking her which dick pills worked the best. She's a grandmother.
My day so far: morning after pill and pancakes. Living the dream.
he called me 'mate' and i had to remind him that you dont call people mate who continously make your dick hard
I just had to explain to my grandma what a reach-around is. Too far..
See that doesn't work because we've had sex so its awkward for you to call me mom
I'm ne vrr drinkjng againnnnnnnn dforeal.
It started off with wine and ended up with me in only my pearls and heels. It was about the classiest sexual experience I've ever had.
all i'm saying is don't blame me if your purses are filled with whoppers
are we talking malt balls or BK?
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