ya ever know whats down there. always send some fingers in first to scout the situation. fingers are not used for pleasure. they're used for covert missions.
I wasn't excited about it either, but if I was going to have her take a load on her face, role playing as some french dude is the least I could do
I sent him a picture of my touching myself. He responded back "Your nails look really nice"
There are empty beer cans all over and the go-kart is missing. I need it for my halloween costume.
so why was i the only one who woke up with ham stuck to my ass?
Apparently she was filling Miller Lite bottles with water because I refused to be seen drinking water in a bar
Nah I'm perfectly content solely banging the married bartender once a week.
That's practically a relationship for you
it was like a congratulatory penis slap
Our relationship is representative of a cognitive bias that leads to bad decision making and misplacement of resources. So should we pick up some whiskey tomorrow?
Starting St Patrick's Weekend, non stop flights on Pacific Whorelines to the scenic HotMessXpress. Get the cougars ready, it's gonna get weird.
Just ushered a raccoon across the street so yeah.. Good night
Oh you know, the usual. We had a good date, I took her back home, she took off my pants, laughed, and left.
I think I'm going to call this chapter of my life story "Weekday day-drinking in the park isn't just for the homeless!"
should we try and roll a cross joint since its good friday? you know, for jesus
Clothing is a burden necessitated by propriety.
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