.....so he has a son. Josh. That is not his roommate
P.S. theres no milk for breakfast, but theres plenty of beer or red wine. you decide.
you rubbed the head of my dick and said "I shall call you Squishy and you shall be mine and you shall be my Squishy."
Never again will we have slut saturday. Never.
Unintentionally made him cum in his own mouth, and he just sat there screaming..
Good news, I found your other leg warmer. Bad news, I don't know if the pile of puke I found it in was yours.
I'm about to sell my hamster for weed money I'll call you in a few
yeah the little voice in my head screaming YOU NEED TO GET LAID eventually grew legs and started kicking me so to avoid brain damage i had to fuck him
Also what is the name of Americas thing where we had a holy obligation to expand westward? I'm going name my new lighter that.
according to last night, I underestimated the size of my mouth and the possibilities of what can fit into it.
In local news, attempts to hide phone from extremely drunk self prove unsuccessful for Dallas woman.
I told you, she may have multiple personality disorder, but like in the most upbeat way possible.
Okay, tomorrow we'll have a day of life-sorting and plasma-selling.
I think the lady at jack in the box started crying when we put in our order.
What shade of lipstick clearly states, I'm only attending this wedding for the drugs and groomsmen?
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