For the record dan just proved he knows the first and last names of ALL the members of NSync. Jury is no longer out on his sexuality.
We were doing it doggy style, and I puked on the floor and started crying, he told me it was okay his cat would eat it... and if it would make me feel better we could do anal...
And they lived happily ever after....
Its trashy in the best of ways. Like a stripper working to pay for college.
making out was so insane. it felt like our tongues were paintbrushes made of waves and we were painting an ocean galazy
not sure if I should be concerned that my brother just stormed into my room and looked at me with a serious face and said, "I'm a peacock, you have to let me fly." oh, vicodin...
It's like a harem of immaturity and bad ideas...and that's coming from me
I wore a bird inflatable and still got laid. So there's that.
I guess there's no delicate way to say "I'm 90% sure I sucked his dick in the bathroom of the bar."
Now all I want to do is stay up, drink wine, and look at dragons.
But I made it seem like I wasn't hungover at work, so that's a plus.
I have to hand it to her. In my heyday I took home the 'biggest shitshow of the night' award 9 times out of 10. But I passed the torch on to her last night, and she went skipping merrily far and away with it into the enchanted world of aggressive alcoholism. Is this 30?
Do you think if I had a tempurpedic bed he would still be able to feel me fingering myself after we have sex?
Our sex is like an episode of "The Simpsons." Picture Homer choking Bart, and that's pretty much what we're into.
I was not drunk enough for that final.
I'm the one who said we should take things slow. I'm also the one who forced him into the back on my car so we could have sex.
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