I walked into cold stone and the guy started preparing a supersized birthday cake remix for "Mrs. Munchies"
the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
then the nurse gave me a bag with my personal belongings: phone, wallet. jacket, keys and a BTB burrito
Everything smells like syrup. But I guess that's better than last time when everything smelled like beer.
Tonight we are playing Scuba-Keg. Getting keg now. I'll explain when i get home.
We played "race the Jimmy John's driver". Order, then see if we can finish sex before the food arrives.
i need to start using my dry humping skills. i was dry humping champion in 7th grade
I don't even care that his girlfriend will be there. Us hooking up is a tradition and she will NOT ruin it.
I didnt say frisky time, just alone time, to chat, or watch a show, or stare into one anothers eyes, or souls, or asses, whatever you straight people do
Just so you know my hand is still healing from where you drunkenly clawed me last Saturday
Now I have to set an alarm for less than 6 hours from now to wake her up, get her showered and get her to her first day of tutoring a kid from her church. WTF is my life?
When I woke up I had 6 missed calls making sure I was ok and asking if I remember showing my tits to a picture of her baby.
I wonder if the sex shop has any Black Friday deals.
this strobe light makes my body turn on and off
After we finish having sex, he smokes an honest to God pipe. It's like fucking a big, sexy Sherlock Holmes...
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