You were wearing a sombrero. And a crown. And told me to use the nerf gun to protect your room from the cat. You don't have a cat.
You tied the party balloons to your nipple ring so that everyone would know you partied.
Please stop sending me picture messages of your shit. Seriously. I don't care if it looks like popcorn chicken.
I just wished the taco bell drive thru guy a happy cinco de mayo. Who says arizonians hate mexicans?
i find it unbelievable that you didn't think it was necessary to intervene when i started letting people autograph my body with spray tan.
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
be ready to rage tomorrow. like naked ranch dressing rage
No. I'm just saying it shows no signs of stopping. My dad was a man-whore well into his 50s.
We had a weird moment. Mid-sex he started talking. It went along the lines of "I. FUCKING. LOVE.....this condom..."
When have we listened to the rational side of either of us?!
Sooo a reasonable response to someone eating my lunch is to set the place on fire right?
At leat we can cross off 'having sex in a classroom' on our bucket list.
ditto.
about cumming, not toast
So I paid Bumble $10 to see who liked my profile for a month. Cheap, easy dick. It's all about the economics, yo.
its a comptetion of fuckups and im HERE TO WIN
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