Are you trying to threaten my boobs?
yeah. and then it was like the room of requirement. the elevator just opened for our threesome.
Um, I don't really remember much about the event... and then I woke up on the metro..
I'm like connect-the-dots of drunk. Whiskey, bourbon, vodka, rum, gin. The hidden picture is me faceplanting.
Why would he get rid of a girl with no gag reflex? I don't get it.
they shut off the water. shaving my legs with soda. that desperate.
Not quite sure what happened last night. I'll drive your dresser over to you later.....
i still can't believe we survived that barcrawl. the third bar had bullet holes and we still went in.
Licking pop rocks off a stranger's washboard abs and kissing strangers young enough to be my kid. Yeah, it was THAT kind of party last night
The window painters skipped us. They didn't know what to do with the giant SMOKE WEED in the window. So they just skipped it.
I have vodka and explosives. For once, we can blow something up that isn't a blow-up doll.
Dropped the bowl in the litter box. But it landed face up. What do I do?
Don't tell me I can do whatever makes me happy while also saying I have to put on pants.
I made him dinner in just his cowboy hat and my boots after we did it...you should see his face :)
sarah's view on last night: a threesome to make things less awkward. oh, well done.
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