Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
dude, best porn name ever, "the Hunt for Red Cocktober"
Bars not open yet, I feel like a desperate alcoholic wandering around outside.
I'll give her a pass for the first one, but after the second threesome, she should have learned her lesson.
He still lectured me about forgetting shit. Than he said he's gonna paint me green so I can stand in a corner and be a plant.
I wouldn't be surprised. You and I have basically synced up our brain chemistry by doing drugs together in the same way that two girls would sync their menstrual cycles by sharing a house.
It's like the sisterhood of the traveling vaginas over here
that's just what you get for learning massage techniques from gay porn
Well that's the thing. He does want to take me out... To a strip club. I see this going down a very bad road but you know I'm going to go.
The creepiest man is serenading me at the bar right now. I had about a quarter of a drink left and the bartender just walked over and filled it with vodka and walked away laughing.
CONGRATULATIONS! You have won: pictures of my nipples!
You know it's going to be a good night when you're barking by 8:20.
I should send him a pic of my crotch with the caption "thanks for the memories"
Dad is celebrating turning 45 by being drunk in a department store before two o'clock.
We told the cop that we were playing soccer, in flip flops, and 2:30 in the morning. It was raining and i had board shorts on. He bought it, lets go get drunk
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