Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
i looked at dads computer and apparently he was looking at job ads on craigslist and the only one clicked that turned purple said "GET PAID TO MASTURBATE"
yo dibs on the gosselin haired one.
he's sitting on top of the fridge in only a black speedo and wont get down
if you really think there are plastic pots safe for the stove i fear for your future landlords.
It's also dangerous to ride a bike down the stairs after a few beers, but I've done it.
That's the last time I do shots near a campfire.
My liver is begging me not to go, but sadly enough for him my feet and hands control me getting there.
I just found 20 dollars in my vibrator box. Was it a drunken sign to myself to get more?
You have the most beautiful penis I've ever seen. I never thought penises were meant to be beautiful, but you proved me wrong
You can either drink his whiskey or be a bitch. Doing both is just mean.
The coast is clear - also, would it bother you if I chose not to wear pants?
where are you?
two trains and a bus walk of shame. so not worth it.
Only true party girls take their birth control with Smirnoff.
Spent like 2 minutes so far learning and 35 minutes in a group chat talking about big asses. Yet another Wed zoom meeting.
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