Last night is one of those stories you hear about on 20/20 right after they make a law banning 90% if what I did.
i said send nudes i get bra and panties. thats not what i fucking asked for.
Laughlin, where retired strippers come to die.
Umm. Any where really. Alcohol and boobs. Those are the requirements.
So i guess i slapped the girl sitting next to me leg and said "You know what they say, got fat legs...you gotta fat BOX"
You opened a bottle of wine with a shoe and a wall last night.
Wait wait wait. I remember riding in her car to the next bar. On your lap. With my head on the dashboard. That probably should have been my cut off point.
There should be an app that tazers me in my pocket when I'm spending too much money at the bar. Take a hint, Android Network. You slut.
Remember, ur body isn't a visitors center
Let's run into the wild and just eat berries and have sex all the time.
I can hear my family downstairs singing Christmas carols as I masturbate
I saw the attitude and didn't even try. Line of the night from one guy who talked with them for a while said, "I don't meet you standards. I have a job and would treat you well." She was blank faced.
I'm hungry, horney and thirsty. Pick two you want to help out with.(please pick horney)
When he breaks your heart after he reveals he's gay, I'll be there for you. -Love, Dad
At what point in a new hookup do you tell the guy you need to wear a mouth guard when you sleepover because of your TMJ? Asking for a friend.
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