She told me she got a 15 on her A.C.T.. that's when I knew it was a done deal.
I don't know what's more sad: The fact that he fingered the side of my leg, or the fact that the side of my leg feels like a vagina.
Just realized my talking to the tv hockey voice is same as my sex voice. Life just got a whole lot weirder.
I almost punched the night nurse in her face. I woke up and she was standing over me.
he matches the description of mystery hookup #2, 4, and 7
At this point do you think buying mom a pot plant would be funny or highly inappropriate?
And I was aware of my actions - that is not a penis I will say no to until I have a ring on my finger
I still have way too many Frat houses to get blackout drunk at before I'm get in any type of relationship
She bought my penis dinner and beer last night. Her words
I had to ask. I mean when you get a snap chat of a nipple you have to ask who's it is.
Def went to work still drunk... the only comment i got was good to see you drinking more water...
And here I thought that was one nut sack too many
Well, that's not my fault. I make decisions all the time when I'm drunk.
Refresh my memory....were we forced to leave or did we choose to leave?
If you wake up, and some of your hair is singed off, it probably has something to do with the lit cigarette you put in your hair. You said it could double as a bobby pin...?
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