i met him on craigslist. and no i'm not a hooker.
Oh shit, I think we need to get you a hobby that doesn't include penises
Ooooh. That's not a mole. Uncomfortable.
A relator touring our house this week saw the picture in our bathroom of steven passed out, yellow faced, with BALLS on his forehead, and had to ask "if that kid was alive or dead".
Congrats on having the best tasting nipple at the bar last night.
I sang again at the bar lastnight I don't think alanis morrset knew when she wrote you outta know that the drunk version was going to be go fuck yourself Josh and Chelsea. I love $2 wells.
No, the moral of my Oxford interview was "Never snort caffeine pills".
I hope you get some kind or rare disease that makes your dick ties itself in a knot for fucking her you lucky bastard.
btw im having a "its finally warm enough for a bbq in Toronto" party tonight. bring all the alcohol you have. and hamburger buns.
The smell of mosquito spray completely ruined the sex.
My boobs are numb because I've been using them as stress balls
ANNA YOU PEED ON THE STREET. LIKE NOT EVEN SUBTLY. YA JUST SQUATTED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY. And you flashed your tits to oncoming vehicles to try to get them to pick us up
I feel like I smell like bad decisions
Noted. Next time you want to get fried chicken and cocaine.
Ok. That just sounds baller.
We finally gave up searching because everything had started to look like flip flops
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