apparently he couldn't remember my name so he refereed to me as whats-her-boobs and everyone knew that it was me he was talking about
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
My dad is drinking wine out of a measuring cup. This explains so much.
I think I found an E pill under the couch.. Or really bad tasting candy. Check back in 30min this could get exciting
In anticipation of No Judgement Tuesday, I believe a Can We LOL At What We Did Last Night Saturday is in order
NO I FORBID YOU. THERE ARE BETTER VIRGINITIES OUT THERE WORTH KIDNAPPING.
That was like a fiery explosion of flailing arms and wonderful passion
I woke up to find a bottle of Bacardi in my shower rack. How was your night?
The cat be actin like a 2:30 am poop is the time to tell me all about her thoughts and fears in life. No bitch, this is definitely alone time.
I have to go buy generic plan b after work. I don't even leave for the new semester for another 11 days. I think I just leveled up in sluttiness
You had me at "let me see your balls"
It was great. Except he kept asking me to lick his butthole, I was like firm no
Well I kept shouting "you're groovy" at him and then I had a 15-minute argument with the bouncer about how many 9s there are in 100... it was definitely time to go home.
there is partying, then there is whatever we did last night.
Only good thing about being an essential worker is that I have a letter allowing me to cross the bridge into jersey to get booze
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