it doesn't get any better than taco bell and soft core porn
You know your from las vegas when the girl on the stage in the strip club was in my US gov class senior year
I just saw the preacher from the church I grew up in while I was buying condoms at the drugstore... he remembered me.
he was writing an apology letter to his liver in shakespearean english... That much fun...
Don't worry about it. I've taken so much Plan B, my uterus is purely for show now.
I don't remember. I think I elluded to the fact that I would buy him a dildo for his birthday.
I am way too high for this. Some guy just keeps talking about music and life goals and he apparently has lived in every city we mention we are going
$5 off purchases of eighths or more today only. Happy tax-free weekend. -Your consumer-minded pot dealer
got high to the hills theme song. FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN. no regrets.
The trashcan full of everclear punch caught on fire...you should probably come home now.
You tried tipping the cashier at Cook Out by shoving a dollar bill down his shirt and yelling "Magic Mike"
"We drove to the deserted part of the parking lot, and that's where we blew each other. It was so romantic."
His cat just sat there and simultaneously bobbed his head up and down while I blew him
Is it still sex if there's no nudity, no orgasms, but the neighbors bang on the wall and ask you to stop? I've honestly forgotten.
You don't need yoga. You need a boyfriend! Trust me I've become all sorts of flexible this past year.
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