Kay wants to put chicklets in our cooters to make beavers and take pix captioned Got Wood? Taking public transit does scary things to her.
I went for the touchdown every play, and I think I ended up with herpes.
well i was about to unbutton his pants but then i realized they had an elastic waste-band, so no, that didnt happen
Her parties are sponsored by Valtrex. This might not be your best idea.
If I die I have 2 requests one a viking funeral prye and 2 I want you to take over my facebook and haunt the fuck out of everyone
His concept of male bonding is doing lines in adjacent stalls.
If you didn't damage your room so much from fucking so hard we would have got more of our security deposit back
I resent that
I'm lonelier than Tom Hanks in Cast Away, right meow. Ready to make this bong my Wilson.
i get the sense she is planing new and exciting ways to physically harm me during sex
I found your dog. Now we are bros, so he is staying. Don't call, don't make it weird.
Using my graduation announcement box as a table to roll a blunt on. I've official stopped giving a shit about senior year
I mean, I'm not upset that HE's getting married, I'm upset his penis has to go through with it by default
She has an alarming number of pictures with cat ears but the sex is amazing.
taking shots alone in my kitchen before I go learn to give a lapdance. when did this become my life?
does 2pm fall under the wake n bake category?
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