why didn't you poke me back
people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
He told me he looked up all the foods that make cum taste better and he put it all on his moms shopping list. she came through my line. this ones a keeper I think.
You all can go fuck yourselves. As far as I'm concerned, don't come back to karaoke.
At McDonald's last night the guy gave you the wrong kind of McFlurry, so you screamed at him, "YOU MCFUCKED UP."
I'm not sure if what i'm hearing downstairs is sex or not, but if it is, it sounds like there's a dog involved...i'm mildly concerned.
So i guess i slapped the girl sitting next to me leg and said "You know what they say, got fat legs...you gotta fat BOX"
I'm going to knit you a pair of furry handcuffs. And you said that knitting class was dumb.
That chick who made out with a door is here. Want her number??
Oh and no more ball pics to my family. Got in a little trouble over that. They have no sense of humor.
He's gone. He left a note but all it says is "Dear Neil" followed by a drawing of a hand flipping the bird in the direction of a butt.
He radiates elegant sexual dominance. I bet even his balls have pinstripes.
Now just crop his dad out and add it to the spank bank.
Hurry I'm alone dressed like a prostitute eating French fries.
I just discovered my new vice. Cotton candy vodka. Its like a carnival in my mouth, puking of the tilt-a-whirl included.
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