It's like the Sean Connery of vaginas. You don't mess with it.
All I remember is saying that "fire will make it all better"
imagine how many guys you'd have sex if you didn't recieve your monthly gift.
votings over. no more wacking it to anti christine o'donnell ads
What can I say, he stumbled upon the key to my heart: orgasms and mac 'n cheese.
If i need to get strippers involved i will.
he built a boat made of joints. holyyy shit
It was one of those you-have-no-other-way-home-and-we-already-made-out-so-I-guess-youre-coming-home-with-me-if-you-promise-to-leave-early kind of deals.
that's right. bitches got laser pointers. let's fuck shit up
How do I respond to this?! It's not easy to say "you're hot & the sex was good, but outside the bedroom you scare me"
We just don't discuss our relationships. It's pretty much like we're single no matter what to each other. And I'm okay with that. ¯\\(ツ)/¯
You just managed to turn Doctor Seuss into a sext. I really like you now.
I CALLED IT A FRIENDSHIP. NOT A I WANT YOUR MAN PARTS IN MY LADY PARTS-SHIP.
Are you trying to say I've made an emotionally well rounded transformation similar to the Grinch?
I can see their wedding vows now: 'Til basicness do us part
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