Hey it's Austin.
I am not drunk enough for this conversation.
I really want to sleep with her friend. I'm hoping our casual sex relationship will somehow lead to that.
I tried making the sex a little better this time so right before I blew I yelled "ready or not here I come!"
watching E! true Hollywood story: curse of the lottery.. i'd probably spend all my money on blow and airplanes too..
We named our saturday intramural dodgeball team "we're hungover". Pretty much just an excuse to fuel my alcoholism on friday nights.
Well I'm glad to hear the fight wasnt over his small dick.
He spent most of his night trying to convince people that he had changed and was no longer a sleazebag...he had his nut hanging out of his pants about an hour later.
I was about to send you a concerned-for-your-safety text b/c it took you more than ten seconds to respond to a text that mentioned both the bar and lesbians
the cops accepted 42 wallaby way Sydney. and the cops, and cab driver accepted the new address. please tell the win i am experiencing
Don't act like you're not jealous that I disappeared into the closet to blow my husband. Marriage = all the cock I want.
It doesn't feel like real life when you open your hotel room door and the first person you see is wearing a rabbit costume. I'm too hungover for this.
Is this the point in which we come to terms with our lesbianism or is that after you send me more ass pics...
I've never had sex with me but I assume there are worse ways to be woken up.
Also, you think turning 23 is bad, I just ran into the guy that gave my chlymidia
She was blowing air into green onions and tying knots in them to make "balloons"
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