ally, we are sitting by a fire and you are totally hot. no pun intended
I didn't say she couldn't, I said you shouldn't.
after drinking 6 jumbo margaritas he then proceeded to tell the entire restaurant that he was going to "bust a load in me" when we got home....how do you think the rest of my night went?
marching band practice is quite the interesting soundtrack to sex
also. he gave me a foot massage during 69ing when i got a cramp. he's a winner.
other than her wanting kids and me wanting to do drugs,were perfect for each other
Nobody knew what to do when it was dead. You said fire up the George Foreman, I've never ate baby shark. She hasn't stopped crying.
i can now proudly say that ive peed off of a balcony overlooking the pacific ocean AND a balcony overlooking the atlantic ocean
We really have to stop convincing people tazing is the cool thing to do.
That bar is one yeast infection away from total annihilation.
All I remember is laying in that secret hideaway closet, naked, with a beer cowboy hat on and you walking in and sitting down crying because no one would have sex with you
I saw a classic trojan enz laying on his desk. So he's probably not into the kinky shit.
Things that have happened since you moved: Lemmy, Bowie, Snape, Prince, civility, democracy, Carrie Fisher, all dead. Record flooding down here. Twice. This is clearly your fault.
It smells like grilled cheese and sexual frustration
You were in the back of the cop car and told the cop to ask me if I got laid. Youre a dedicated wingman.
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