so the situation is a+b=c where "a" is how much you weight, "b" is my gravitational pull, and "c" is how erect your penis is.
On blowjobs: "If you decide to go there, you finish the job. No complaining." I don't care if it sounds like she's talking about Iraq, I'm in love.
marching band practice is quite the interesting soundtrack to sex
I hit a bug from across the room with my flip flop boomerang style. That awesome.
He gets you donuts, dinner, and booze consistently, who cares if he's cheating
I came so hard that my back seriously popped like 5 times.
Rain ponchos don't count as shirts at the bar. FYI.
She came to the party with six kegs and a life sized portrait of Lavar Burton. SHE WILL BE MY WIFE.
just reminessing about the wedding and were they seriously to tight to serve a meal oorrrrrr was it just another one of my black-out-by-dinner drunks
the fact that you actualy have a 'black-out-by-dinner drunk' is a bit deserving..
I wish they could condense everything I needed, nutritionally speaking, into mike and ikes
I'm disgusted with myself. I feel like I need 10 boxes of Summer's Eve and a baptism.
Why does 10AM Spanish always turn into a discussion about my sex life?
Let the clothes fall where they may.
ok first of all what the fuck
Is it wrong to want to use the Dark Web to buy Vyvance for legitimate purposes?
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