4 feet of snow. teaching the cats how to snow swim. throwing them off the porch and seeing what happens.
He was like a Bill Nye the science guy of sex....he was telling me things about my clitoris that I didn't even know
i wasn't about to bring her gummy handcuffs to her father's funeral
But life isn't just all about getting drunk & eating chicken strips.
Okay, just a casual question: how did i manage to get grass stains on the inside of my bra?
No, I don't not want an upside down piggyback ride. You're drunk and there are rocks.
come to Starbucks. I'm the fat girl eating a whole pizza sitting on the ground
nothing says roomie bonding better than a sunday shroom trip.
i threw up in his garden in front of like five people smoking a joint. they let me have a hit after i was done so it was okay
He ended up buying the equivalent of dinner at a Mexican place, in weed
He took initiative. Dragged me into the kitchen and did me on the stove....while it was on! And then we made nachos.
She deliberately backed into the homewrecker's whoremobile and yelled ""FOR SPARTA!"
I saw seagulls fucking earlier today. What have you done with your life recently?
I'll get the most aesthetic strap on, you'll see
I just googled "how to blow an uncircumcised guy" and did serious research. That's how badly I want to fuck him.
You misuse your internet privileges.
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