It's an acquired taste. Like keystone. Or caviar.
her roommate was in the bathroom for over an hour so i volunteered to take the dog out and i shit in the bushes
his Mom's staying with him so he asked if I'd go over and fuck in his shed. he said "it's a really nice shed"
Only I could do what I did last night and feel perfectly ok working around children the next day
He did the "not my house dance." Apparently it involves spreading cereal on the floor and then grinding into the carpet in bare feet while singing "not my house" over and over and dancing.
Saw you fall down on Jefferson and a cop drove by and shook his head. How you didnt get arrested after the party you went to on saturday is beyond me.
For future reference "bring our litter sisters on our date day" is not such a good idea
Every time I think about it I can feel His toe in my mouth and I gag, I'm scarred for life.
I come back upstairs and there he was sitting in a speedo. He handed me a blanket and said "let's cuddle" how is this real life?
so I am that guy with the red solo cup in class. someone has to step it up.
Worst decision of artistic career thus far: bringing a banana to eat on male model day.
Just remember, Dont make worse choices than american flag pants to your own birthday party
Sincerely. Thanks. You could have thought of anyone sitting on your face but you chose me. :)
We both know we're cheating on one another. But our side pieces aren't as kinky as us...so yeah, we're still together. This is a fucked up relationship.
No I don't. You owe me sex and cinnamon rolls.
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