fighting downstairs. join me tonight to hear their makeup sex. also, let's make skittles vodka.
we just decided that lesbian tuesdays are a must, as of tomorrow.
He asked if it was my vagina. I told him it was my butt. Clearly I need to buy him a map of the female form.
I apparently tried to stop my spending of money by sealing the top of my wallet with gum
We don't have a ruler. Come downstairs and lay in the snow with a boner so we can see how much snow we've gotten. Put your 8 inches to a less shameful use.
My lips are sealed. Both pairs.
And before you get all mad cause I said "nipples," I actually discarded "you are so wet right now" and "you have such a raging clit-on right now."
That's called being sensitive.
Well I could just do a roadtrip and hit them all. Slut tour 2012.
I'm tired of looking like my mother fucked Chewbacca.
He saved that picture of my boobs for good luck romance still exists
Dude is PACKING. And yes I am holding up a cross and holy water and hissing like a pissed off goose.
I've just had my first cup of coffee in a month and I moaned at the first drink and honestly I think this is the most sexual expreiance in 6 months
And then I realized my chick friends consist only of sober you, drunk you and hungover you
Well, I turned down sex again. This is guy #5 in the past 2 weeks. My vagina is going to seek emancipation.
dude if looks could fuck you two would've been naked in front of everybody
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