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It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
Who would have guessed that ordering a vodka lemonade at Roscoe's was code for I want a hand job
You were telling me about how you were gonna marry him, have his children and name them all woodchip.
It saddens me that girls will never know the wonder feeling of pulling your sweaty nutsack off of your leg.
And secondly i just said i'd pay ten dollars to have sex with you
Sex tip #67: Jizz in the eye is very near the equivalent to pepper spray. Not recommended for pleasure enhancement.
Having drunken flash backs of me giving you a piggy back ride. I was like Jesus, and you were my cross. I fell so many times for you. This is true friendship.
Couldn't find any balloons, so we're doing whippets out of condoms. Being a ho has its benefits.
He doesn't care. He wouldn't care if my vag grew arms and smacked him in the face.
I may or may not have had sex last night then sent him home on a bike with two flats
Nothing screams fatass like a pizza that doesn't fit in your car
that was THE gayest party i've ever been to
To be fair, the theme was Cabaret. I don't know what you were expecting.
Dude you spent 20 minutes on the phone with dominos answering machine trying to order a pizza
Hooker in the library. I repeat, we have a hooker in the library. This is not a drill.
We got way too high so we're sitting in the parking lot of the movies trying to figure out what bar to go to
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