I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
The way you explained my vagina was exactly the way I would of described my breakfast burrito.
So my retainer doesn't fit, so i'm getting drunk so i can put it back in. Alone.
You would...
I'm glad you trust me to be your sex stat keeper.
well the hot one passed out so thats that, but then the fat one made chicken nuggets....totally worth it
remember to ask your mom about the name of her pet duck so we can name the bowl
I'm not sure if you saw my recent facebook update, but I have already put the Radio Flyer wagon to good use. I had someone pull me to the nearest bar.
There is soup leaking out of my nose nothing in life has prepared me for this moment
All I know is she walked in crying with a bag of limes and a bottle of tequila and has been locked in her room blasting lil wayne ever since.
I feel like passing out with my foot on your face has bonded us at a very fundamental level.
It's like a harem of immaturity and bad ideas...and that's coming from me
I'm just saying; the box truck will cost less then dorms or rent, and we can always crash where the party is.
Literally just sitting around waiting for someone to come along and fuck my chakras back into alignment
I can't really feel a difference, so essentially I paid 60 bucks to bedazzle my vag.
You let the ASEXUAL teach sex Ed?!
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