No that's sign language, not a drinking game. I tried to join
This was my thought process as I drunkenly ran home: Whoa! I'm going so FAST! Why don't I run EVERYWHERE! ALL THE TIME! Then I peed in a bush and passed out on the ground.
So basically you were a dog.
His wife found out about our affair the same day he got fired for it.
Trick or treaters just rang our doorbell
Give them the moldy beer cans, we need to get rid of those
There's a guy in here whose face looks like it would be perfect between my legs.
Hypothetically how does one go about throwing away a dildo?
And the cockring thing wasn't sexual.
Just trying to get my dicks in a row.
my balls were so many shades of blue last night I could have used them as paint and replicated the entirety of Picaso's blue period. The girl was an art major I feel like this metaphor is appropriate.
I think you just miss his friendship.
I think it's his ability to give me multiple orgasms.
We had sex on his sofa while his friend cheered and threw bugles at us
We were supposed fuck one time, but ended up fucking for 2 years.
I threw my back out having sex last night. I don’t know whether to high five myself for a job well done or cry because I’m old.
I haven't lost it. I know I'm not a prophet. It was a joke.
After the edible you claimed you were talking to my cat. We're in our 30s now, what was once cute is now a liability.
He is 6'5, went to a Christian school and he's a violinist....I'm going to fuck the jesus right out of him.
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