Whats a good hint for stop bitching im gonna give you head
Just had a flash back. Pretty sure i ate toilet paper last night.
I remember convincing the limo driver to smoke with us and if he did I would name my first son after him.
Although last time you were unsure about someone they flipped a golf cart on me.
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
Another memory: We offered for a stranger to live in our house under the condition that he took the garbage out because it's a 'blue' job.
We are the best.
Ps. We need to take the garbage out.
So I got lost trying to find you guys and ended up proposing to a bride in a bachelorette party with a condom.
The brazilian leg lock that the stripper put me in was definitely the highlight of the night
He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
I don't know how to reply to him. 'I'm glad the ecstasy my friend tricked you into taking wore off'...? It just doesn't seem sincere
Well, we ended up labeling the relationship. We are now each other's designated butt-toucher.
He's nice to look at and knows the difference between your and you're. I win.
Just want the two of you to know, I went to a golf tournament today. Respectable, expensive… Flipped the golf cart. Seriously, I'm 40. What the fuck?
Is it still sex if there's no nudity, no orgasms, but the neighbors bang on the wall and ask you to stop? I've honestly forgotten.
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