Yours is on the dinner table...mine is in my underwear drawer.
Skinny jeans should not be made in size 14. Then, it's just a lie.
All I did today at work was try to remember in vivid detail what your cock looks like.
all I heard when I woke up this morning was "BONG HITS FOR BREAKFAST" being yelled repeatedly.
It must be illegal for me to be this drunk in front of this many children
until he told me my vag was like a juicy apple and he loved eating it, yes, i really did think we were both sober.
I've come to the conclusion that the dicks in Arizona just don't have enough size for me.
He took a picture with a naked dude. I think he just walked out of that deep ginger closet.
He just tried to eat my hair and he keeps talking about pissing on everything, come home soon I beg of you
We were pulling the glow sticks off of him and he just kept yelling, "my bones! You're taking my bones!" and asking me if I was on the crew team
Why do I always end up with closet ICP fans?
You said this was your mistake shot and then vomited on the tv. Never forget.
I've been sleeping with the same person for about two months now, I think I know a little bit about stability and commitment.
Painted a stripper an elf costume. Her coworkers liked it. Now in a room full of naked strippers.
She was shaving her legs in the neighbors pool when we found her.
Where'd she get the razor?
Not the point.
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