only if we run a train.
done.
i dodnt think we hooked up bcause he actually texted me the next day
nothing worse than sitting down ready for a solid porn sesh to find out your internet is out. comcast owes me a handjob
She's either too fat to type, hammered or has terrible spelling.
come find me. Outside the bar we were just in waving my syringe in the air
There was a guy on the elevator dressed as santa in flip-flops giving away beer.
Where are you, who is in my bed, why is he wearing a spandex onesie as underwear, how did i get teethmarks on my forehead, what are we doing tonight?
'Twas I. Do you have any idea what it's like waking up to see you sent a text inviting someone to partake in "sexy rumpus?"
I'm really really gonna try not to at least one night. The 4 day thanksgiving bender almost killed me last year
I vaguely remember having a 'grass is greener' conversation about our nipples. Dream or beautiful reality?
Beautiful, beautiful reality
he's gonorrhea incarnate
Get the cougar, get the cougar, get the cougar. Act like an injured baby deer. She will either eat you alive or nurse you back to health either way its still sex.
The golf course isn't that incognito for sex.
Nothing like the soothing screaming of your neighbor getting boned while eating a pizza on the front porch.
All I know is if i get a free preview weekend of HBO then I am recording Kindergarten Cop.
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