I just met a guy from Australia at the bar. I asked him what it was like down under and he told me if I went home with him he'd let me find out. I love Australians.
I realize that when i start making 24-themed music videos in my head to the song 'love is a battlefield' that i really need to get out more
WORST DINGLEBERRY EVER
it wasn't sex, it was awkward naked time.
i dodnt think we hooked up bcause he actually texted me the next day
A piece of cheeseburger just fell between my tits. Consider this a "wish you were here" postcard.
According to the stories I've heard I decided I was a stuntman after my 6th shot of Jack
Her legal name is Candy. Her being a whore is implied.
He was in Alberta for less than a week and is already banned from 6 bars. I fear for his general well-being over there.
Sincerely would love to tap that, on a mountain with the wind blowing on your pubes .
I'm a busy girl. All I wanted was noncommittal sex a few times a week
i made the walk of shame wearing her booty shorts that said juicy on the back. i'm still counting it as a good night
She sent me a video of herself sitting in the car stone faced listening to the Titanic song on silence. She won't answer my texts.
Finding my pants in the morning should not make me this proud
Same way I cope with everything else. With dildos, dunkin and depeche mode
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