turns out the website for Dick's Sporting goods is not "dicks.com". It was a win either way.
you laugh because clearly you have never had to clean poop out of a tub
I am dressing up to go buy weed. I need to get out more.
life is no where near the amusement park it was when I was on Vicodin.
You're the third person who's asked me for an afternoon blow connection in one day. Unreal.
That's more of a you-issue than a me-issue
You made her yell her own name while you were fucking so that you would remember it in the morning.
i don't remember going ever taking off my pants but my pubes are shaved into a K and kelsey is passed out in the shower.
So I'm not dead, but close call. I think I can handle one more bar.
We also had a full on debate about how realistic and useful teleportation and time travel would be...and only used Twilight Zone episodes as "scientific evidence"
He had a drawn-on fu manchu and now my vagina has one too.
It's truly amazing how much porn I can get in while my phones at 1% battery life.
all the one night stand stories i have end with me crying on my RA's floor stuffing cupcakes into my mouth
It was dumb but not something to force me into sobriety
My desperation for dick was off put by his anime figure collection.
If you are refering to the duckling living in your bath...I can explain, but before I do, can you throw a peice of bread in there?
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