I told her I would melt her with my mustache. Needless to say, he pants were soon off.
some guy just pulled a dress out of a fax machine...I have no idea what the hell is going on
he walked in on you at the party drunkenly dancing alone on the bed wearing mardi gras beads, sunglasses, and using one ski pole as a microphone.... and you STILL got laid. i dont get your life.
that bitch in the red sedan is still teasing me with the ice cream cone. i'm going to show her my dick
We're doing it in the traditional way of discussing why we dislike each other while sharing a bowl. Just like the natives do.
Also. I plan to spend time with you at boomers, high, teaching ourselves how to pee standing up.
He told me I was 100% better then porn then passed out nto the cake
Welcome to drink and talk like a Russian afternoon.
Pirate drinking day will be planned for shortly
I approve this so hard.
No more margaritas for you. Also, tequila should be reclassified as a hallucinogen.
We fucked so hard that when I orgasmed I tore his towel rack off the wall. He was more impressed than mad.
I tipped him really well because I feel he knew we were high, but did it in a non judgemental way.
So is the trick to long distance communication to be drunk during phone conversations?
I might be drinking a 4-day old opened beer on a Wednesday. You're in no position to judge me.
It would have only made it one day at my place.
Andddddd I'm drunk
Andddddd it's Tuesday
That's your opinion.
It's officially "let him eat me out in a sundress with no panties" season. Needless to say the first date was a success.
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