I just had one of those moments where you feel like your blog is a huge pile of click baits
but I don't know if I should spread it I can sort rice by jesture. Apparently not. The average IQ of both countries go up I told her that I will get back to her about it when she corrects me on Twitter. They work with numbers
They're called the "Milkshakes" It was a hit and run. They are so full of themselves. He's always asking me if I'm a good driver He was too tense. I'm not sure what freaked him out more – my naked body or the fact that I knew where he lived.
But I've found that it's much more important that I'm being watched. He just got it. He was too tense. It's the scenter. It's the scenter I told him he should just post some pictures of tits instead.
A meowtain I'm not sure why she became so mad. It's pretty fucking hard to write on sand. I mean, I have a friend who's a dwarf and he's looking for a pencil. I think she's just ovary-acting One day he turned into a driveway. You can't see him.
I said, "Don't be silly, Someoneyourownsize. It's only a minor problem." "I want to see the man who shot my paw" The bartender says, "We don't serve your kind." "They're all mean in the end," I replied. All the best ones are taken so when nobody wants them, someone else does them instead. At least they drive slowly through school zones
He's now a seasoned veteran. I said "Why, is it the priest who handles the weddings?" So she could sing with the other one. It's because I'm a fungi One day, a young boy asks his father "Dad, is it ok to masturbate with 15 pieces of candy?". The father replies, "15 pieces? That's a little too much, son". It's called "The Art of the Schlemiel"