How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
he just texted me two pictures of his dick. i feel i should rethink whatever vibe im obviously giving out
so is it as big as he says?
he put a tube of toothpaste next to it as a reference. it looks legit
i just want his dick, seriously i'm about to take trifiling lessons. we'll call my alter-ego blair and she will screw his brains out, girlfriend or not.
For sure. We should see if we can get Mike to pay for one, and have a triple kegger... :o==& (that's future me projectile vomiting. i try to be goal oriented)
i've learned that i'm good at stealing things. like live cats.
Bruises. Everywhere. Table sex is dangerous
I lost my grandmas ring. Probably during the handjob.
I miss the good ol' days when we would yell at strangers from your balcony while wearing our mexican ponchos in the middle of the day.
what ever happened to our old dealer?
And then I asked the bartender for my third shot and he told me he had to cut me off at two because this was in fact a family fun center
His arresting officer when they were busting up the squat party recognized him from the anti-drone protest. He was like Jesus kid, you were sober last time.
I'm so confused as to where the sexual euphemisms end and the drinking starts
I ran into cvs barefoot with my belt undone and shirt buttoned wrong and didn't even have to ask. The guy working pointed and said "they're back there."
That's how I look going for the pbr.
If wanting to text you my feelings after three mojitos is wrong I don't wanna be right.
She's throwing a party for a guy that just got out of rehab?
I'm the only person I know that carries solo cups, shot glasses, ping pong balls, two decks of cards, and a lawn chair in his trunk. I'm ready to turn anything, anywhere into a party.
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