I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
She wanted to watch a Baby Einstein DVD while we fucked. I'm pretty open minded but that felt a little creepy.
I bought a fake diamond ring to wear, not only to bars to keep the creeps away, but so that I'll be judged less by the front desk girl at Planned Parenthood
After all you put him through, I think it was only right that you saluted the bartender when you left.
Hands down the most disgusting picture message ever received. Thank you.
im here for your entertainment
i woke up and the dog was eating spaghetti off my chest.
Pretty sure I scared him off for good. The lesbian in me is ecstatic.
Hey, please tell me that you and dad are having actual steaks tonight and I did not just get sexted by my dad
You're asking your pregnant booty call to go to a funeral with you?
He told me that his greatest skill was making White Russians.
This is what we get for finishing a whole box of Franzia by ourselves
I'm on A4A looking at dick pics while the CEO is on the phone trying to convince me not to leave the company
look when god gives you a dick that good for his son's birthday you don't question it
I accepted my type is not "conventionally attractive" when she asked me "Him? Are you sure?" 5 times in front of him last night
Shame - the story of my life.
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