I surrender!
Whip, I get the feeling if we took you to do that you'd give away our hiding spot with your childish giggling.
Word.
Fuck that, if I lived closer I'd drive over with ya Schmed.
Seems like yer both chasing each other around...
Liar.
You showed her!
all you need is a split second, otherwise you run the risk of deflating your balloon.
How could you have missed Pimp's many stories of his whale slaying expeditions?
Books aren't working. We're gonna have to set them of fire first.
Mia, the only time I would think about you and your haggard smoker's face in any sort of sexual context would be to stave off orgasm.
I'm pretty sure Sam was drunk.
That wasn't the reaction I expected from a 'psychochick'.
We made a chatroom!
Make a chatroom!
Bastard!
I'll drink to that!
I am appalled and offended at the very notion! I, like all fuglies, stay on topic. Pimp, you like motorcycles?
She beat me to it. . .
My wife has tumbled, grabbed me and sent us both crashing to the bathtub floor. . . and a lot of booze was involved.
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