508, what difference does it make? You were alone, anyway.
i should write a book entitled 'the joys of being sexually objectified'
who's fault is it that she tells me today she is only 16 because i definately met her at the bar...
He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
Dude, I went home and roller-bladed into her bedroom so I didn't have a 'walk' or shame in the morning..I wouldn't talk to her unless she refereed to me as Brink
She hash tagged the word blow job in her text. Tonight's going to be good.
Don't count me out just yet. Considering bartering a blowjob to see if that boy from work will take my shift.
since when did our medecine drawer and our sex drawer become the same drawer? we now have lube covered cough drops.
You pulled me aside and handed me a plastic childrens' tea cup full of 151 and said "trust me its a great idea"
He took a picture with a naked dude. I think he just walked out of that deep ginger closet.
He was dressed as a cowboy and he was dancing with my ex roommate. So I took his gun and pistol whipped him with it..then somehow we still slept together..
There's like a dolphin trainer convention here or something. I will parlay this trip to Vegas into riding Shamu if its the last thing I do.
He doesn't have an existential crisis after we have really violent sex now which is nice
I'm at forever 21 and someone pooped in the dressing room.
so do you remember taking your shirt off and just standing in your bra at the bar or no?
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