I think men at large are the problem in most or all relationships. It's like trying to drag a three-legged retarded puppy through an obstacle course
His glasses broke on the way to the bar aNd he ended up talking to this butterface all night. I didn't have the heart to tell him
At what point should shame kick in? Realising I had a one night stand with a man engaged or realising I am that man's wedding photographer?
I told him I don't date guys unless they play a musical instrument. So, he's here and he brought a kazoo.
Waking and baking in my bathtub. In a giant sweater. And no pants. This is going to be the best 420 ever.
its official: beach shits are the exact same as mountain shits
Well... He is a good looking man underneath all the fat and muff.
I ended up passing out on the shitter for like an hour with mcds smoothie all over my face
I'm back here naked if anyones wondering
I'm going to try to ignore the homoerotic subtext in that last question...
I like the wholesome side of you
I'm so goddamned horny I could use all my pent up energy to tear a redwood out by its roots.
Basically I will actually need a reindeer pulled sleigh to make it to all the penises in one night.
I'm shopping for Mother's Day cards while waiting for my herpes medication. What is life.
The boob job was worth every penny just to see the expression of pure joy on his face the first time he saw them.
You know when your cat drags a dead bird into the the house as a present and drops it at your feet looking all pleased because it thinks you'll be pleased? That's what sex with him was like.
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