New rule: no balls on the kitchen counter.
I incognito puked under the VIP table. Did Jersey proud.
Making a drinking game out of jeopardy does not mean you studied..
Agreed. And i highly doubt it could be awkward. You do remember our introduction was a direct result of you mentioning your affinity for my genitals, right?
couldn't find my pants so i stole a pair of shorts from the passed out kid in the corner.
I'll have you know that I'm still picking duct tape residue off my wrist from sunday
A surprise thumb up the ass and I'm wide awake. She was right, no need for caffine pills I could fight ninjas now.
Sounds like sex on a twister board.
An idea that is both hilarious and intriguing...
So did you grab that log full of poison ivy for the fire and then apparently take a piss on Saturday night too or was that just me?
will we ever learn or are we destined for a life of poison ivy covered balls?
After the party last night, I dreamt I continued drinking... Apparently my subconscious didn't think I'd had enough...
Funny how the post-sex UTI lasted longer than the entire relationship.
I am the murdurer of this scooby doo episode
I refuse to plan drunken casual sex. Just think of the monster I'd create.
last night is slowly putting itself back together. Its one giant slutty puzzle, all the pieces are covered in tequila and shame.
They left me at home... I'm a liability
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