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he pointed at my clit and asked with a confused face, 'whats this thingy??"
so looking at the guys i've dated i feel my vag is a halfway house
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
I'm gonna play a drinking game called "Sarah takes the train"
the guy in the stall next to me, came in, farted, laughed, and proceeded to give himself some sort of hillbilly pep talk that included the phrase "big pussy".
There is nothing like getting stoned and spying on people with binoculars
I just watched a woman in a full wedding dress and veil walk out of the chinese buffet...I no longer believe I have a problem, and am afraid I am underdressed.
Am I undercharging for one hour of sex per essay? I need a serious business answer.
We can add pilot to the list of people who's lives I've changed...with my penis.
I have so much shit FLYING through my head. They're all in magic carpets and everything
i figured out i could get from the downstairs bar to the upstairs bar AND grab pizza by going through the kitchen. it was the greatest discovery of my life besides the flabongo.
STD scares really help you understand the whole six degrees of separation thing...
He played pinball with my ovaries. He won.
I was busy. But now I'm about to consume alcohol and chicken. We shall see where this takes us. Maybe to the moon, maybe to the floor. I have no idea.
I hate being near you and not being able to do what I want. It's like a recovering alcoholic tending bar. I feel like Sam Malone. Except I can't bang the cute chick I work with.
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