you wouldnt answer to anything but devil's advocate all night.
Her life must suck. All she's got is "Miss Shamrock" WHICH SHE LOST!
I started to trust fall random people on the dance floor
Underwear, t-shirt, bottle of Pinot Grigio and Golden Girls. I've hit a new level of homosexual.
It wasn't really sex. It was just rolling around, trying to make sure his dick didn't end up in my ass.
The only thing you accomplished yesterday was dry humping me on the floor of my work place WHILE I was working.
You know it's been a rough year when your therapist mouth is just wide open. And I didn't even get to the real issue!
Laying in bed nude eating a Big Mac with a cat. It's gonna be a good year.
I just want him to come back from NOLA alive, without an arrest record or stripper glitter on his clothes...
Those seems like unreasonable expectations for a bachelor party honestly...
I told her shower beers are even better when you have someone in there with you and she said she's been looking for a new drinking buddy. It's a goooooo
As the cops are taking us away I see the strippers taking our DD backstage.
I miss the days where our biggest worries were who was gonna win battle shits.
Really I don't care what we're doing or watching. Your penis spends way too much time outside of my body.
It was ok until his mom walked in and asked if he turned on the crock-pot...
the sex is SO much better when he thinks im going insane
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