He is an equal opportunity slut.
i got us presents. or arrested. we shall see!
the point i decided it was time to leave was when i was on the floor of the bar, after taking her down with me, and a table.
I walked in and she was doing shots, betting the managers if any of the customers would notice, and screaming that nothing would ruin her Saturday night. Say what you want, I like working with my sister.
hot doctor. gonna get him to touch my tits. 'think i felt a lump' excuse in 3-2-1...
He leaned out the window to puke right as the fan for the ac turned on. All of it blew back up into his face.
Had no idea what his name was when I woke up. Went through his desk, found his tax records. Ben. And loaded.
Of course it was necessary for me to call the strip club and ask what their shower policy is. Smelled like she was wiping her ass with my eyebrows during that dollar dance.
I didn't ask for a picture of your soft dick.
Her vagina was like a painting you can put your face in.
You will never be paid again to get drunk and tell off cops without being arrested. Once in a lifetime opportunity
You're right. Fuck my job. I'm in.
The only thing I remember last night was feeding my dog 4 McDoubles.
What's Spanish for "I shouldn't have worn these underwear to work?"
I'm excited for him and his new girlfriend. I'm just going to miss his penis is what I'm saying.
Hey, what's the French word for when you meet your boyfriend's friend and you have that gut feeling that you smoked pot naked in a hot tub with him at a house party years ago?
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