i mean i'm ok with bufu but if i'm gonna do it it needs to be a mutual agreement, and there are steps that need to be taken. you don't just go OOPS we're doing it now
I told her Billy Mays couldn't convince me to sleep with her
I think it's safe to say me, swords and vodka can never be aloud in the same room again.
Some random at the bar just whispered in my ear that he wants to eat me out while on bath salts....
hurry up this bar wont let me order big pitchers of beer for just myself
It's not so much that I'm giving her money because I threw up on her floor. It's more like I'm paying her to never ever mention it again.
She's not a foreskin expert like you
I probably won't go. Last time I got drunk with those guys I just started demanding people let me touch their beards.Then I mocked everyone who didn't have facial hair.
So shaving my butt whilst humming "be prepared" is now in my top five weirdest Friday night activities.
I wanna say I regret bonging a beer while having sex with Mike, but it helped me get thru it.
I went from swearing off of sex to planning a threesome. It's been a rollercoaster of a day.
Fun. You missed it. Michael broke a door with his erection.
The logic in me says "don't text him" .But the vagina in me says "text him".
Never. No amount of alcohol could convince my brain and eye sight that it is okay to fuck him. I'd rather fuck my cousin.
Just try and act like you're sober
I can't I snorted an anti depressant and he's pouring me tequila shots
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