moral of the story: I'm going to stab everyone
How do you wash franks red hot sauce, whip cream, grapejuice and shame out of silk?
I would just throw it away. You cant just wash out shame, it has to soak for like a month.
And secondly i just said i'd pay ten dollars to have sex with you
Two girls are now jumping in the ocean naked at 10 PM...and I was just starting to hate Ocean City
Same here... Well I was planning on having some sort of deep conversation, but looking at how grim of an outlook tomorrow has on you, I'll just re-inform you that I have your pants.
I just want to fuck you then discuss implications of our existence afterwards. Then Doritos and hot tub.
whoa! who said he's my boyfriend?
Oops. Sorry. That guy you keep accidentally running into in public. And at home. And with your vagina.
I don't want random pictures of your morning wood. It's like, what a glorious morning oh a penis.
Hypothetically speaking, when I get a sugar glider would it be frowned upon to bring it Ito classes with me in m pocket?
What even was the context for that. All I have written down is "I would vote for President SnakeJaw."
You tried to tip the Uber driver with a meatball sub. Then, when he refused your meatball sub...you demanded he take you to the corner with the hookers. The valet has your keys and water balloons. I'm glad you're only in Chicago for the weekend.
Broke my ankle and blacked out on my scooter last night. 'Twas grand.
While we were doing it he looked up at me and said "Does your husband fuck you this good?" Talk about a mood killer....
I was totes going to lose it to him last night, but I cried and we ate mexican food instead.
You think you can just send me a picture of your dick and everything will be ok?
Yep.
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