You're the host. Of course you wear the diaper. It's like wearing the pants.
arguing about whether his trip to england or my trip on acid was better
Disgusting. If I saw her naked my dick would pack up his balls and leave.
i'm glad we're now at the level of friendship where we can comfortably discuss the quality of our shit
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
He wants a "vagina fling" before he commits to dick for life. I'm gonna allow it.
You were such a shitshow...I was just standing in the kitchen eating my toaster strudel and you came in, whispered "you didn't see anything" and led him to the couch
How am I supposed to be friends with him when there's an exact replica of his dick in my underwear drawer?
My synapses wont fire in a pattern that will process those facts
i think ive crossed the line from sexually frustrated to sexually furious
Regardless of how one feels after a break up, whiskey must be consumed.
Her vagina is like the upper echelon of Scientology and I don't have enough money to get in
A young (I'm going to guess late middle school age) kid shouted at me from the crosswalk GAS PUMP OF SHAME! I have peaked in life.
We just had a contest for who has less of a gag reflex...I am sad to admit that my mother won.
Are you sure you found YOUR underwear?
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