Can't talk. I'm at the Tulsa Sheriff's office with a bunch of rednecks. I bet I'm the only one that voted for Obama.
I bet you're the only one who could read the ballott.
As a matter of fact my bong is named Hulkamania brother
I hope the kids appreciate the fact that I jizzed on her instead of on their slide.
we ate a 40 pack of string cheese and watched an entire washing machine cycle.
he told me he saved a turtle in the middle of the road.. i told him id be over in ten minutes...i mean he deserves a bj after that.
He was sitting cross legged outside his tent repeatedly hitting the ground with a hammer and shouting 'this.is.a.good.idea.'
When she talks to me all I hear are 5 generations of inbreeding speaking.
It's like that depressing moment when you drop your cocaine in the snow.
I'm just saying, asking "Are you happy with me?" during a handjob is simply unfair and scientifically inadmissiable.
I actually didn't mind her sub-par blowjob skills.. It took me back to a time when skipping class was noticed, and my liver didn't look like a worn out shoe
He looks like a fat version of lurch from the adams family and smells like fritos. This is not the caliber man I want pleasuring himself to the thought of me!
Was it fun? The night started with home made Jager and ended in him falling out of a tree with a pocket full of house numbers...you tell me.
we can no longer cook chicken in the house. his name is herbert, we are keeping him and can not eat his people in front of him.
Watching porn.....Adele is playing in the background...so many emotions right now...so many.
Andddddd I'm drunk
Andddddd it's Tuesday
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