real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
I know you are passed out now but when you wake up in the morning your keys are in the freezer and your probly gunna want to apologize to your gf...
Pants on the Ground is the theme song of my life
I wish Denzel Washington would coach my flip cup team..
We found him pissing on the sidewalk in his socks signing the national anthem. I love you summer.
The bathroom is trashed. Someone took down all the rings of the shower curtain and Scott threw up on the curtain liner. All the soap and shampoo is in the guest bedroom and the lightbulbs are in a drawer. And there are vom footprints.
In the sauna. Drunk. When I close my eyes I think I'm a dog. Is that wrong?
I'm gonna do some tripping... In the direction of balls
I can only use one eye at a time. And if I want to listen, I have to close both of them.
Don't blame me. I told you I didn't know if I had a key to those hancuffs.
Now I'm obligated to stay and cuddle with her because the condom broke. Fuck.
Well we did eat French fries lady-and-the-tramp style last night...
Below this exterior of ice is a layer of cum. Followed by a pool of gin. More cum. Then, finally a heart.
He's unconstrained by sanity, physics, or his liver.
Well, we ended up labeling the relationship. We are now each other's designated butt-toucher.
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