Thats not how I planned it, its just the way she passed out
It really wasent that hard. The male one had a M and the woman one had a W. I just couldent comprehend that at the time.
I'm on a mission to free the leash kids. Like liberating the Israelites from Egypt. Only better.
Something smells like weed and I think it might be my mascara. Come sniff my eyes
I'm not sure...it could be the pasta I ate from her sink, the dominoes, or just the alcohol. Or a wicked combination of all 3.
You haven't had the true md experience until you've had your crotch grabbed by a drunk stripper with a snaggle tooth in front of your coworkers.
you said candy land and then passed out.
ps. we found your stash in the candyland game. Thanks.
I got laid while wearing a shirt with a picture with my little brother deep throating a banana on it.
Chilling on my porch debating between pre work drinking or video games and getting high.
I'm drinking coffee out of a pasta sauce jar and eating fruit soaked in Smirnoff. I think I've hit rock bottom.
just woke up. hair smells like weed and bbq. shins are bruised. vague memory of us chasing deer at the park at 3 am. fill me in on what exactly happened.
My one regret (beside the inevitable shit storm that followed) is that now I can't fuck his cute friend.
I say this out of love and friendship. Eat ice cream not the d.
Everytime I give him head I make him rub my back. Teamwork at it's finest.
He doesn't understand the concept of a strip club. He keeps falling in love
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