Have fun fixing the bed from last night Bob Villa.
At least you didn't call me Brittany this time
I'm sorry, but there's just something about mesh over nipples that irks me.
I just had sex with a black guy. He told me I had a big dick. I think that's God's way of saying it's okay to be gay.
Ask politely.
Fine. Can i please come over, hang out with you, sit around a campfire, smoke tree, listen to sublime, and fuck the shit out of you?
Thats good enough.
He posted a picture of my bra on facebook with the caption "I don't know who I hooked up with last night but if this is yours please come pick it up".
It's 5:30am in Vegas and I'm eating McDondalds next to crying prostitutes.....low point.
The pride tent is doing free lube tastings. There is also a mechanical bull.
Apparently I whispered "Jesus was here" and bailed out of the moving taxi.
This is actually a pretty big deal for him. I mean, he contacted a stranger out of concern for someone else instead of for sex.
That does show growth.
Can we make a pact that if we're 40 and still sluts that aren't married we can get civil unioned the fuck up and raise an asian baby as our own?
He referred to our sex as being similar to "Two cheetahs cage fighting" and I have to agree.
I assume some self respect is too lofty of a gift idea
I'm in his bed with no pants on and he's just eating a sloppy joe
I'm rolling and just noticed that the thread count on these sheets is horrendous.
dad says come back and get the lawn mower out of the pool before mom gets home
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