So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
There is something about drinking on a golf course and getting with younger women that just really makes me feel at home.
she gave me one of her senior pics and told me specifically to give it to you. In other words she still wants to suck your dick.
i decided not to call her again when she started singing "goodbye my lover" as i was walking out the door..
girl next to me is signing up for tough love. definitely getting laid.
You started laughing mid-cry and when I asked you said, "my tears taste like vodka."
Oh and someone pissed in my shoes, so I'll let you figure that out.
I honestly think she should have her own reality show called "Lowering the Bar" and it consists of a camera crew following her from Bar to bar hooking up with unsuspecting drunk attractive men.
He uses Bing as his search engine...but he's great in bed. So obviously I'm torn.
im glad to be known as "the girl you had sex with on a golf course"
Okay Im still jerking off but now with the Reality of Law School Looming In The Distance
i guess i fuck people who own bucket hats so i can't talk shit
I've amended my previous statement: I'm not allowed to put in my two weeks till I ask out the waitress. Now I have motivation on two levels
And you seriously thought you could just walk in naked with a bow tied around your penis?
It seemed like a good idea at the time...
Remember the Giant sandworm from the movie Dune? Well that's about how big his dick is. No bulshit.
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