The next morning she woke up and asked who I was and where she was.
What you up to?
Having coffee. Getting eyefucked. Eyefucking.
Full throttle
Some guys are relationship guys. Not our niche.
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ooooooooooooo i'm drink
Judging by the crutches in the living room I take it you two are fine and we aren't going out tonight?
There are panties and mini bottles of Fireball in my purse. Except for the broken toe incident, I'd say last night was probably a success.
We put your drunk ass to bed. 10 minutes later we heard you scream "DICK-PUNCH!!!" It was immediately followed by a shriek of pain and crying. So to answer your question; no, that's not "sex soreness".
First table when you walk in. Can't miss us. I'm wearing a feather boa and a green hat
You had me at first table
you were caressing the jar of pickles then you looked down and whispered to them "I want you inside me"
woke up to find i out made out with his roommate before hooking up with him. breakfast was awkward to say the least
The last thing I searched on my phone was "leave in conditioner on cats." This is where my life is.
i just teared up watching channing tatum in drag emerge from the fog on lip sync battle. it's gotta be PMS. either that or something is realllllly wrong with me.
Tell me again why we had to Facebook stalk your therapist?
Just had a customer call his drug dealer in front of me but act like it was normal call.
Facebook is for cat videos and having better lives than people from high school, period.
You probably shouldn't do that...but if you do take pictures
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