similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
My vagina is so ashamed right now. It won't even look at me.
btw, i had a dream i drank 260-proof vodka last night. thank god that doesn't exist in real life.
He went down on me and then slapped my ass saying "thanks for the confidence boost"... is this all I'm good for?
Dude how did you get resin on my keyboard?
I always hoped that one day I'd have a sex position named in my honor.
You woke me up at 2 am to tell me I could pee in a golf club if I wanted to.
He asked me to hum the Ghost Busters theme song as I was going down on him
what a fun peer-pressure-filled weekend
He talked for 3 hours straight on how his dad is a dentist how fuck do you think my night was
She told me she loved my new hairstyle. I told her its called head head.
had a nice chat with the older gay fellow who works in the bakery at the new vons about vday...we both feel that it's a day of dashed expectations & concerns that we'll have to be cut out of our spanx
Nothing quite like the "I had sex you a month ago and now we're stopped at the same 4 way" wave
Also, McDonald's breakfast is now 24/7. This is it. This is how I die. Face first in a pile of hashbrowns.
I'll be honest, this year's Vegas trip will be nothing short of disappointing if there's no repeat of the angry ménage a trios in a closet.
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