Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
so high. i feel like my whole body is a boner
so this was truly a case of the blacked out leading the blacked out.
One reason I don't come to Portland. I saw 8 guys I have had sex with last night. At the same party.
By 8 I mean 9.
And by 9 I mean 10.
That would explain his violent outburst while watching barefoot contessa...
Standing in front of the open refrigerator with a 3/4 empty bottle of wine eating Bac-o's from the jar, topless. Somebody really should've taught me better coping skills.
No, I don't just love you because you have big boobs. I just wouldn't visit as often.
I wasn't that drunk, I know my limits. When peeing became difficult I stopped taking shots.
All hell broke loose. When the police showed up, this kid somehow haggled with a cop to let him pee in public. I'm convinced he could talk the panties off of a nun
dude, i just accidentally flashed your mom. BIG TIME.
He ripped my sink off my bathroom wall and then threw up in it.
Egg rolls and cum. Not my worst snack.
One day when i undoubtedly need an intervention please let it include lightsabers.
I think I can handle that.
was that you i just saw walking down the street in only one heel smoking a cig yelling "hello sexuals" to everyone who passed??
HELLLLLO SEXUAL BEING
It's like his penis moved in and did some interior decorating without telling me first...
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