let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
i cleaned out my closet and found 7 beers from 2007. ive had 3 so far.
At this point it has been so long i wouldnt know what a dick was if it slapped me in the face.
we can't become the bulimic house in the complex dude. Besides, you need teeth for your career.
My balls had bee stings let's just leave it at that.
Yeah, but there's no serving sizes for dick.
Oh wow. Was walking and just saw her in the pool, fully clothed, ranting on an alligator float. I guess i should go get her before security gets here.
She drove all the way from Austin to have sex with me. I think it's a safe assumption my dick will have an easy life in college.
No worries. It'll grow back. I mean, hey, my eyebrows grew back after he shaved them off. So it's all good.
You almost hooked up with 200lb woman in her mid-forties, because you were convinced she was adele. Your drinking problem is officially out of control.
We found her on a strangers doorstep chanting "I know someone will let me in" it took 2 of us to drag her to the car.
She has a boyfriend. But if he's a decent human being he understands blowjobs don't count as cheating with her. Keeping those miracles to himself is a crime against humanity.
I slept with the Australian in the bathroom of a gay bar. What has my life become.
I was stuffing my face while buying a brownie and coffee and some kid I fucked came up behind me and said. Someone's hungry.
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