So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
One reason I don't come to Portland. I saw 8 guys I have had sex with last night. At the same party.
By 8 I mean 9.
And by 9 I mean 10.
Just mindlessly walked into the mens bathroom. My vagina has now become its own independent being, looking for penises. I'm just along for the ride.
Margaritas are 250 calories. Now measuring all food in margaritas
He sent me $300 worth of sex toys. My clitoris went into hiding after two days.
It's like I'm in a vicious cycle of noncommittal penis.
i don't know how it's possible. but i just bought groceries for a week with the money i made off returning empties
ALL CAPS CUZ ITS SERIOUS SHAME.
i've been lying on top of my bed for the past 20 minutes
i'm about to blow half an adderall though and try to rally
I'm just going to say , cocktail races are not for a Wednesday night maybe not even a Friday type of deal
You did it first. I was merely expressing my support for you, by pressing my testicles against a window.
We were licking ciroc off the poker table
With great liquor, comes great irresponsibility. Remind me of this night tomorrow.
we talked about the guy being eaten by the anaconda.. Then I proceeded to blow him
Well start with a list of things you don't want to do... Like maybe 1) I don't want join Isis. That's a good start.
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