They thought we spoke German and French even though we just kept repeating "I give to you a cat" and "Are you drunk?"
I just want him to slap me with his dick and call it love
Taped crackers to the wall. Sat I'n the dryer. Bobby had to pull me out by my hair. No more.
Only time i ever look at my online banking statement is to see when i left the bar.
Ok if you are accepting my apology, please continue to ignore me. If you are not, please fill out the brief survey that follows, to help me improve my people relations: a) your a bitch please leave me alone b)your crazy pls leave me alone c) I never cared ab u please leave me alone. D) all of the above e) all of the above but I wouldn't mind still fucking u. F) who are you again? Your answer will not b shared and will b used in accord. With the law. TY
One of us will probably end up wearing nothing but glow/ neon body paint and a pair of water wings...
And I am in no way ashamed to say that it will most likely be me. I'm hoping for it actually.
but it was less of a make out and more of a goodnight kiss as a "thanks for giving our drunk asses a ride home and sorry we called your bar the worst bar in LA"
Haha he puts me in a mood mix of annoyed and... "just get in my pants"
If you get any calls give me a heads up. Im drinking rum in my underwear on the back porch.
Just wiped the ashes off my forehead before he came over to have sex. Definitely going to hell.
You had me at "let me see your balls"
He couldn't give me an orgasm, but he did give me a UTI.
All I did was call him a fucker when he took my pot. He didn't have to arrest me.
Let's take a shot for every time we've said "I don't want to get that drunk tonight"
Can you send me the picture of me licking the cows udders?
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