It was like a little tadpole swimming in the big ocean.
You said that we had to leave the party together and proceeded to repeat the "ducks fly together" speech from The Mighty Ducks word for word. Soon the whole party was quite and started chanting quack..quack...quack..
we saw a llama on the side of the road. That's when we knew everything was going to be alright.
If a young child walked up to you and grabbed your penis, you'd feel violated too.
how many past hook-ups can i invite to go bar hopping with me for my b-day before it becomes a bad idea?
I just want to curl up with him and brush his hair and sing love songs together, I think you should come over and end this
They conduct scientific research memoirs about what sort of shit happened last night after I ate those cookies.
All I really remember is thinking that the music looked like beautiful lizard waves in my head
I tried to pay my tab and go home but she wrote me a "list of things I'm good at" with fellatio as no 1...
So note to self oboe reeds soaked in Apple Rubinoff sound GREAT.
I still have beer shits from last weekend. Dying from dysentary is a real threat at this point.
I no longer exist. I have transformed into a puddle of sex.
T minus 20 hours until we forget our names, find some city cowboys, and g&t into the night.
If you hear death cries, thats me singing. Just let me be.
Legal advice please. Can you sue someone for jerking off to photos of you?
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