yeah, we don't understand. the wings losing for guys is like girls finding objects in their body..just weird and sad
Can you please check on Jay? He just called and left a Backstreet Boys song on my voicemail. Either it's 1998, or someone needs to go back to rehab.
We couldn't even have sex we were both laughing so hard. I don't know how I feel about the quality of that weed.
its a sex-hate relationship...no love involved
You know, I had the money for a pregnancy test, but at the time, tacos were more important.
She had caution tape on her head and she blew me.
I told him finishing at the same time would be a long-term project. Like flipping a house. A sexual house.
Sorry, fell into some ass. Call you tomorrow.
I think I just pulled an onion peel off my boob from sleeping on their kitchen floor
She's officially a Tinder poltergeist.
Are you really trying to argue your case that you seduced my cat?
Even if they did assume we were doing kinky shit, it's not like they're gonna be like, "HALT SATAN! INTAKE SOME JESUS AND VOMIT YOUR SINS!"
Congratulations on giving me my first and second hickeys last night. I made it almost 30 years without one, but who needs class these days?
sad thing: we were only a shot away from an orgy. good thing: we all got laid.
I looked into her soul, didn't I?
You eye-fucked her soul.
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