I want to snug with you.
You want my snuggie?
I can't belive they dont sell booze Sunday mornings. I mean some of us have to work
can't come out tonight. went to the bar again last night and the bartender hugged and thanked me so much for my "generosity." I'm intrigued but terrified to see my credit card bill.
Sometimes I wish there were a little bird hiding that would periodically go, "creep-per."
Instead of centeral air we are getting a margaritaville machine. Thought you would enjoy our logic
Why is your signature on my underwear?
it's like a walk of shame rule, you always run into someone who saw you wearing that yesterday
So just to get a feel for things...how prone are you to male Amish strippers...
Midnight run for medical supplies ended several hours later with a lapdance to the Braveheart soundtrack.
I just need to repress my desire to share my impressive chugging abilities with the world and I won't black out so much
but they dont look like handprints. looks like someone had a boxing match with my tits and my tits lost
Let's never forget the time I met you while you were running down the street naked and in handcuffs.
I'm content with our "friends with accidental benefits" situation.
I paper cut my nipple reading mail topless
I wore the clothes I got arrested in last night to work today.....there is no where but up from here!
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