we were pretty classy up until the second keg
My doctor just informed me that my food allergies qualify me for a medical marijuana license. I get it on Tuesday. It won't help at all, but my life is awesome!
we were naked in his bed and he told me all about what a "baller" alexander the great was.
What's your middle initial? I need it for the census. I put us down as "unmarried partners."
Oh my god... you're gay. Ps, its A.
No no. According to the 2010 US Census, we're gay.
I just had to ask my dad for money to pay for my birth control. I've hit financial rock bottom.
Also I smoked away my sore throat last night. It's a 420 miracle.
My liver is begging me not to go, but sadly enough for him my feet and hands control me getting there.
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
I know he'd never cheat on me. It'd be like choosing Mexican tap water over Patron.
And now I have fucked a local celebrity so double free drinks at bars.
He literally cocked blocked all the dudes that tried to talk to the girls he was with, and they all loved him.
Same guy who tossed the brunet over his shoulder as they left screaming "Bring me my lucky shovel!"
It was fine until they started lighting shots of everclear on fire and making ME take them. That's when shit went down...
If muffins & morning blowjobs don't make him happy, frankly, I don't think anything will.
And thanks! There are perks to polyamory. And birthday orgies are one of them
I thought one was bad but really there are two woman stupid enough to marry our brother...unreal
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