So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
know what turns me on? long, stringy hair on a pasty looking girl with an overstuffed backpack and kneepads over her jeans in case she falls off her scooter
your less of a man for seeing that
i told the bartender last night that if the palace saloon made a calendar he would be every month.
i cant get the smell of ass out of my nose
Where else am I to apply my creativity?
I don't know. Anywhere productive and not involving sex toys would be a start.
Are you seriously gonna shit with that life vest on?
Did you write your name in the dust on our toilet tank?
We made the pizza boy do Jell-o shots with us. He didn't even deliver to our house, we just called him over from the neighbors
Maybe you shouldn't go to cosmic bowling, i don't know if cum glows and I don't wanna find out i'm sure his parents don't either.
Drinking and pointing where stuff needs to go is hard stuff.
Date #3: He brought me a mason jar full of organic weed that he grew on his property. Will you be the witness when we sign our marriage license?
I have one goal now that I am in the USA. To find a man I can fuck into marriage before my visa runs out.
Cover your peen. We're going out.
Great, now I'm picturing myself as a fucking garden gnome
I forget how to act sober
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