i should write a book entitled 'the joys of being sexually objectified'
at a bonfire and someone threw a plastic cup in the fire. everyone immediately stopped what they were doing to yell collectively at him about what he was doing to the environment, then went back to drinking
only in oregon
She's pathetic and vulnerable..and short. Thats his type.
He wasn't eating out, he was performing a hysterectomy without a license....should I be worried about my future family?
You know what my problem is? I'm like a machine designed for the sole intention of removing the pants from damaged girls.
Yea no bueno and I only brought enough weed to last one night. And it was no Hanukah nug, it didn't last 8 days.
Its like bringing all that milkshake to the yard and I'm a diabetic and can't have any
I asked him to change the channel. There was no way I could do reverse cowgirl with golf on.
I've never wanted anyone to have herpes as I much as I want him to right now.
The dick lei will go down in squad history
I will teach you the ways of the ho life, my little gay grasshopper.
Because I chose to live vicariously through your uterus and you're letting me down right now.
Well I just woke up to no pants, Gatorade on the headboard along with an uneaten steak, and the instinct I was a giant asshole.
My party ended early and I have a mountain of shrimp and weed
I opened the bathroom door and the starting point gaurd was eating out my art history professor
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