just woke up in the beanbag bin at walmart
I just rubbed my dick on something in your apartment. Can you guess what?
i just identified you from a description of your pipe
Where does it all go? I've busted inside of you like 10 times in the last week.
Hairspray is covering 85% of my body. Help.
Wait until you see the roof.
He had me believing he was actually British until he came and used his real voice.
I got offered a handle of vodka and tomato soup to bring his dog home. He knows me all too well.
I just want to fuck you then discuss implications of our existence afterwards. Then Doritos and hot tub.
So my dealer asked me if I wanted to join his circle because we smoked so much this summer he thinks we're dealing
My tits, and hanging out behind a hotel eating pizza.
Tomorrow may or may not be a problem cause i'll be wonder woman for a halloween party aka i'll be fucked up & try & jump off of shit thinking i can fly
I look like shit btw. Like the joker from Batman.
I'm not sure how that's possible unless you put on face paint. Which I would respect.
Check your mailbox. I left a "sorry I didn't have time to suck your dick today" consolation gift.
He pulled over in the Compass Bank parking lot so I could dry-heave, but I decided I couldn't vomit there because "I bank here."
My manager just held my hair while I threw up in a dumpster. New low.
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