i blew a .213 what kind of thug blows the compton area code exactly? this guy
I've eaten ice cream, mentos, an extreme gulp and swedish fish today. i feel like diabetes. the actual disease not a person with it.
Somewhere in this world my second husband is in 9th grade.
He dumped me and I don't wanna fuck his best friend for revenge. Is this what maturity feels like?
I distinctly recall there being a "I can't be dead 2maro" stipulation to going out last night. There's been a breech of contract
I'm not sure, 7-8, the last bit was a rush of at least three blended together. Basically you fucked me so stupid that I can't even recall the number of orgasms.
So you know, I'm making that my facebook status.
I'm okay with corrupting his young mind.
Ew! He's just a child!
AND I'M GONNA SHOW HIM HOW TO MAKE ONE.
Dude. Zebras have bad attitudes.
He came up to me looked at my tits said they were huge, rated them a 7 and then asked if girls really do masterbate. To make it better, he put his hand up to my face and said his penis is longer than my face...
She took a six hour road trip with me so I could have revenge sex with my ex's brother. That is the definition of a best friend.
You have all semester to unpack your car, quarter jello shots only last until 10.
I was covered in mud from my knees down, I smelt like the inside of a port-a-potty and only had mascara on one eye. . . so you know your usual Sunday brunch.
He just peed in the cab. I repeat..IN.
I'm pretty sure my therapist gave me the green light to fuck him.
Bro, that'd be the third dick I've taken down in the office.
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