I got into an eating contest with Christina. I ate 6 oranges.
Why? Who won?
we don't know. we ran out of oranges.
After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
Today in psych we learned that you are a whore.
Me specifically?
Yep.
They're watching TV in bed. The Golden Girls to be exact. Aaaand I just heard them singing along with the theme song. I love living with gays.
Im only slightly posetive that left over guacamole and wine are unacceptable for breakfast at 6.30 am
You're really doing everyone a disservice by wearing pants all the time.
1. Are there men involved 2. Is there food involved 3. Do I have to put pants on 4. Do I have to leave this bed
My Saturday dick is so much more impressive than my Tuesday dick.
Just think Febushuary. A whole month of 70's esque bush! This is the dream
Would nail polish remover take gorilla glue off my nipples? We had a strange night.
Maybe she'll change her mind but the "go fuck yourself" doesn't seem promising
she was puking nonstop out of the car window in the rain during our hour long drive back, we got lot of honks
So I have been told that I licked your eyebrows last night
My father has a definite type: blonde, busty, 18-22. It was awkward when I was in college, but now I'm over it. I play wingman for him and he buys me expensive purses for the assistance in getting him hooked up with girls younger than me. Win-win.
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