I fucked a guy named chris tucker last night
Sometimes I find that I've been touching my boob(s) without even realizing it.
at least 'blackout me' had enough sense to take the puke covered duvet off the comforter.
I now realize that they made gum to take the taste of dick out of your mouth.
I brought up my Bobbly Flay drinking game in the interview. Of course I got the job.
She said i saw her in the study room, waved, disappeared, came back with a coke from god knows where, and slurred "i have a drinking problem but i ate grits"
And at least you didn't have a dinner of Ranch Pringles and Double Stuff Oreos. I forgot that part of being single.
hey this is Madison. you gave me your number last night and asked me to remind you that you didn't fuck anyone. you okay?
He started using my brother's rc helicopter as a beer delivery device. He's a drunk McGyver.
Okay. I am working on pulling a tooth out of my mouth. Call me.
LET US USE OUR GENITALS TO CELEBRATE THIS VICTORY
I guess I'll just chalk it up as a learning experience and a lot of great sex.
I did the walk of shame this morning and his mom hugged me in the driveway
there is partying, then there is whatever we did last night.
So learned a new trick last night.... Taking body shots from my own tits... Mom would be so proud
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