It's not a real calculator it's a math calculator
then for some reason i googled "how much to buy a cannon"
she'd have to be at LEAST a cup size bigger for me to even consider putting up with her voice
I need to remember that good judgment goes out the window after the 7th shot and the 3rd Lady GaGa song.
Things got a little weird when he fired up his homemade flamethrower in the living room.
i just ran into my boss at the liquor store. we didnt exchange words, just nodded in mutual understanding.
I don't even want to talk about it, I'm traumatized. Even the dog knew to take advantage of the most intoxicated girl at the party...
More importantly, he hasn't caught an STD yet. I mean I'd say it's luck, but at this point it has to be skill.
No. I didn't know. I thought mid afternoon shots meant the day could only get better.
You kept hugging the big bouncer & feeling the other ones beard
I just spend twenty minutes scrubing the "Happy Birthday" off of my vagina. He's never gonna forget this.
She just lifted up her dress, screamed "This is gonna be a good one!" And pissed on the pole...
I feel I must have sex with him first to fully decide where my vagina belongs.
It got weird I got a phone call while looking at porn and the video started playing while on the phone full on porn audio.
Unless it has to do with ramen, goldfish, cheese, or rugby, don't talk to me.
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