your room smells of hookers.
And success
I have been thinking about it and I am really glad we decided to order helmets.
You know your from las vegas when the girl on the stage in the strip club was in my US gov class senior year
She had to put it in. I told her I was too drunk and didnt trust myself to not put it in her ass.
He told me he was a psychology major, and I responded by asking him where he hid his vagina.
Based on her brazillian stubble I would guess her plan had been to wait one more date before sleeping with me. Seems the plan was flexible.
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
You were on shrooms and "the trees are crazy green!" is all you could manage.
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
I haven't had a normal poop since halloween, we are not mixing vodka and tequila ever again
RESPECT THE VODQUILA
I should become a firefighter. Who uses his cock to fight fires. Like a Superhero.
P.s. I loved that your balls smelled like coconut
Just kidding. Don't worry, you're getting sugar and orgasms for Valentine's day.
You're finding a boat, I'm going to sleep with a guy that lives above a bar and has 24 hour access. We are really nailing this adulting thing
this poor kid thinks hes going to have his first time with both of us
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