Ok pretty sure I just saw Mike O'Malley walking through the parking lot. I wanted to see if I followed him, would he lead me to the acro-criag, i've always wanted a crack at that bitch.
we were canoeing in the lake and i asked if he was too drunk for this, and he said "don't worry about it, i'm half native american"
Drunk. The frashmen love me. Give them. Toilrt paper. And shiots
Welp I just blew a load probably the size of a small pond if not a lake
Who the fuck is this
No, I did not fuck him for football tickets. I fucked him for tickets to the superbowl. I'm not that much of a slut.
I dont know. Theres no way you can be ready for the sex hurricane that will consume you.
I figure that my generation of my family needs an alcoholic. I'll take that burden.
You kept yelling in my face " YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO SUCK A DICK TONIGHT!"
It's like a double rainbow in both sides of the sky mixed with The Jeffersons.
In other news, I just sent her a video of me masturbating while driving in the rain, so I guess you could say I've mastered Snapchat
Accepting his friend request would be the Facebook equivalent of pity sex.
I don't care if his family has ties to the mafia, you go over there, ride his dick until it breaks off, put his dick back on, and keep on riding. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Thanks for the support, sis.
I was just tongue fucked into oblivion.
I'm just hoping that with all the times he's puked in my yard a mushroom field might grow.
Not sure what you smoked, but you put raw bacon on the lazy Susan and spent 45 minutes looking at it and mumbling Meat Spin
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