Grossest hangover story of 09: Puked in the bathtub. I was in it.
We did like every position then did it again this morning. Something about him being the little boy i used to make sand castles with just made it way hotter.
well done
Yes but life is bad with poopy sheets
I managed to convince my mom that my hickey was a birth mark I have always had. She cried for an hour about being a terrible mother for never noticing it.
I'll show rhose boucners: You don't let me in, I poop on your pool.
Just an fyi, teatherball while wasted might be the hardest sport ever.
I wore a leash I'll tell you about it later I had a fantastic time
Every single item that was in my fridge is now in my hot tub. Please help
Trying to figure out what I just puked. Demon weed is salad. No more drunk buffets.
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
I used an explanation of Walking Marriages in the Mosuo Culture to successfully negotiate an open relationship. That Anthropology degree is finally starting to pay off.
you know your booty call is really trying when he offers to pay the toll for the bridge you have to cross to get to his house
I don't know whether to cheer for the free bourbon, or cry from the screaming children.
We hooked up and he sent me home with a plant and skittles lmao
Looks like the opera singer hook up is paying off. Ran into the MILF from 407 and she said “your lady friend sounded like a very lucky girl.”
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