yeah it was kind of like, i'm 27 and still live in a frat house.. you honestly expect me to have "moral fiber" and a "conscience"
perhaps when you are drinking red wine from a tall glass with a straw it is time to call it a night.
These people need to leave so I can have rum and Doritos at work like every other American.
So we were sitting in his back seat and he asked me if I practiced giving head. I mean really, who asks that?
Ok, but If I make this happen, my first born son gets to fuck your first born daughter
her moans were so awkward that i kept asking "what" when she'd say my name...
You stumbled in at 10am, half-clothed and still drunk from last night and yelled "well, its not called a walk of pride!", then passed out on the couch.
Well after last night I am convinced he is real life Tyler Durden. He only exists to me and somehow keeps me out of jail this entire time
And by pregame I mean drink heavily and watch Russian dash cam car crash vids
His last name was woodcox? That just screams I've got a great penis
I do NOT want to date a man who has no interest in going to a kangaroo farm
Honestly I was sitting in managerial accounting thinking "I really need to get my shit together and stop drinking so much wine." But when you asked I realized... it's wine. It's always a yes.
We set around a table in a hotel room and he spoon fed Molly to everyone there... I felt sketch for sec but then... Oh well.
What do you mean? Just eat his food and have sex with him. Unless you want a relationship, then just eat his food.
It's now officially the Christmas season, so I have no shame in drinking evernog.
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