names aren't important. just tell him all you want is a lil make out sesh and keep it moving.
I understand why you refuse to be sober now
Yo, if someone calls you asking for John Stamos, just go with it.
First of all...stop making excuses. Second of all...Fuck the surgeon generals warning
the higher we get, the more he looks like ray charles.
I had a dream that our used condom started talking to me. I told me that I did an amazing job, and told me that it saved me. From aids.
I'm really really gonna try not to at least one night. The 4 day thanksgiving bender almost killed me last year
We smoked a bowl, ate popcorn, and watched her lava lamp for an hour. it was a quality bonding experience
He's a Shit stain on my heart
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...
telling her she was ovary-acting wasn't the greatest idea. doing it in a text so she could see your spelling was where you really went wrong, though.
I'm really sorry that I blew your friend in your bed, but to be fair he started it.
I have never fucking hated the horrible sound of dozens of off-key recorders BLARING their fucked rendition of "Fais Do-Do" in unison against the screams of an adult male... more than I do now. This is why people avoid teaching. Kill me. End it all.
The shrooms have turned on carrie. Change of plans. We're getting stoned and finding bacon.
ditto.
about cumming, not toast
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