Myspace is for pedophiles and tweakers in the 818 trying to hook up. I always forget theres music there too
The chance that I have herpes may have made me find god
She just dipped a dollar bill in her queso dip and almost ate it before I slapped it out of her hand, no more bar crawls..
Mom just apologized for her lack of a gag reflex not being genetic.
But then he started to talk about his wedding he wants and I quote " and yes parts will be choreographed"
I don't remember much, but my night is dated pre-Jaeger and post-Jaeger. Also, my boss may or may not have tucked me in.
somedays, I wish the drugs you give me would convince me they were a bad idea preingestion.
where's the fun in that?
I felt like a personal hot pocket and all I could taste was cigarettes.
Well, if it gives you any indication, when I got there, there was already some dude passed out naked in the treehouse.
I just wanna be able to fart and do my homework but he won't leave
Naked. naked and bneed help.
I'm giving head in a stairwell, I'll be back in a few minutes. I'm so ashamed.
I can't tell if you're talking about my pussy or Cape Cod.
its not even a love triangle. its a love square and it has come back to haunt me
I’m planning a Pharmasutra for the first night after the pandemic ends
Pharmasutra?
Me + Chris + cocktails + viagra = night of orgasms
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