Um, that's called prostitution
Not if I leave it on the nightstand, then it's called cab money
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 woke up with a crunchy, pink Pepto streak through my hair, no recollection of the last 6 hours of my night and the feeling that all the hotel's staff knew me on a first name basis.
Very nice. It looks like a Fisher-Price My First Dildo, but still very nice.
Just for future reference: milk is NOT a good mixer no matter how drunk you are.
Fuckkkk i made out with a freshman.....but he's old for his age. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOURE NOT AROUND.
Sweetie, don't go home with him. You can do so much better. Everyone else at the bar agrees.
You're gonna judge me.
Howd you sleep with him already
and that my friend is why you dont go in for an eye exam and drop 250 dollars on a pair of glasses after smoking a blunt
got blackout drunk at the conference and wandered around Minneapolis with a homeless person until one of the other interns found me...I think I'm ready for adulthood.
I just screamed IM THE CHUPACABRA and jumped on his dick. I need to evaluate my life choices.
I have a 30 pack and enough condoms to last until tomorrow morning. Have Mystery Science Theater 3000 ready. I'm on my way over.
I haven't reeked of cheap beer and poor decisions in months. I officially hate adult life.
I guess I just don't understand how the two main issues with your ex involve a cock ring and a Christmas tree
Dude get over here. Steven brought super soakers filled with colored vodka.
Randomize
