Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
I am currently in the waffle making stage of highness
She is the perfect woman. She cooks, gives good head and doesn't care that I have a small penis.
you're close to getting here right? Because if you're still not here and I have to get dressed to answer the door for the pizza guy, i'm tipping him $100 on your credit card to spite you
She is banging on the liquor store door begging them to let her come in.
Drank a fosters this weekend and last weekend. Listening to down under 5 times a day. Spent 100 dollars on a sleeveless men at work shirt circa 1983. We don't leave for another 5 weeks. I call it pregaming.
Hey your work video crashed my computer. The 8 pornos running in the other window didn't. Congratulations.
I just audibly asked myself if i wanted to masturbate.
And then audibly agreed
Hey nothing wrong with those! I can't believe the guys who let me see where they live on first dates. Even more surprising, I don't stalk them after they've done me wrong.
I'm curious as to what my outfit choices drunk me made for this weekend.
I tried to prevent a bar fight. By convincing a guy whacked out on Molly to slap the ass of everyone who was arguing and shout "WOO" each time. I'm proud, surprised, and intrigued that it calmed everyone down so quickly...
Our sibling relationship has really blossomed into a wonderful mutual acceptance of sluttyness
I'm literally 40 minutes from where I was supposed to stay. I woke up in a parking lot.
I told the American that we should start banging in Canada incase I get hurt and have to go to the hospital.. is that rude to say?
have fuck
*fun
actually forget it have a fuck too it'll do you good
Randomize
