MRIs the morning after St. Patty's Day was a poor choice.
You know who really doesn't like surpise in-your-face air guitar solos? Strangers.
so the last visual we have of him for the next 87 weeks is him outside on the ground rolling around yelling I HATE BLOWJOBS
it's like a replay of two fridays ago...except not in a motel and i'm not having sex in the shower.
It was going well until he told me about the 7k he made in college to be in a gay porn
We're not in high school anymore. I'm not going to pretend to be impressed as he butchers my favorite songs on his guitar. I just wanted to get laid.
i woke up and found a picture of his grandma in my purse.. im a kelpto
I just want him to come back from NOLA alive, without an arrest record or stripper glitter on his clothes...
Those seems like unreasonable expectations for a bachelor party honestly...
don't do it for the experience, do it for the story. now get your ass in that bedroom
Finally met a man who appreciates my beer pong skills, definitely a keeper for the weekend
You know what? The sex was so bad that I don't even care that I gave him strep.
It's just great that Easter is on 4/20 this year. Now everyone can enjoy the Easter egg hunts. And being around my whole family.
I went to an 8am hookup in another guys sweatpants. Who is the really player here?
I'm sitting here listening to fat joe and doing kegels I have given up
I'm pretty sure I regained my virginity last night
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