Dude, I'm in her bathroom and there's crab shampoo... is it worth the risk?
You're missing what this discovery implies... she's got a fucking bush.
I wish there were wingman of the year awards.
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
He considered it romantic when he told me mid-blow job that no matter what happens, he will "never forget how good of a dick I suck". Verbatim.
I'm puking to John Mayor, save me. Or at least change it to somethong beyyt
Drunk you is everything I aspire to be in life.
The only requirement is that his name is Kevin... All other factors don't matter to drunk me. Drunk me likey Kevins.
Is it rude if I ask the current tenets of our future apartment if I can come and blackout for a night? I want stupendously drunk me to get a feel for the place so he's comfortable when we move in.
I'm pretty sure "tag teaming" and "looking for stability" are not synonymous.
Not yet.
We fucked then made friendship bracelets, his mother taught him right!
I just remember going to take a piss and looking down on the floor and thinking "that looks comfortable" and then I was out.
Beer, water, beer, water, beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer so much beer
I lost my bar virginty and made out with a dwarf. It was a good night
Between the deep breathing and nipple piercings , I thought I was in the twilight zone
Never in my life have I seen a grown ass man get on all fours and attempt to buttfuck himself with the leg of a chair. I love Vegas!
Drunk me made cabbage burritos at 1am after going to hustler hollywood.\nI bought socks. Lol
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