How many nights a week you wake up with sticky boxers cause you were dreaming of Clay Aiken? Your wife mad?
Atty had lunch with DA and confirmed I am not the target of the investigation. No word on anything else
im getting coffee to go get coffee.
Im throwing up in my trash can so I can go throw up in the toilet. We're basically on the same level.
The worst thing about it is now I have to find someone else to fuck in the library.
We tried lying really still and being really quiet so that he wouldn't notice us before he left the room. Forgot about the glow in the dark condom.
I hope you get some kind or rare disease that makes your dick ties itself in a knot for fucking her you lucky bastard.
No! Last time I got hit with a beer bottle
Haha, Tuesday man
You know I'm dangerous when I have make-out withdrawals
I was drunk and really grossed out when you poured cheese on me and, I guess I just freaked out.
Though I don't usually want to turn down ladies who want to liquify my clothing with their eyes, I made an exception.
Btw...refried beans is a terrible thing to throw up.
I felt I lost my designated buddy on a field trip when you wandered off to get high with strangers.
I remember yelling at him telling him that the strippers were "nice people."
there's crying, and people are upset, and there's a love triangle, and a broken heart, and so much estrogen
i didnt realize that your first thought would be SEXUALIZING BREAD
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