Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
Alone. In an inflatable pool. Drinking vodka and raspberry lemonade. I don't need approval as much as I need to know you love me still.
So the bar isnt gonna put that broken window on my tab. appaerently they want cash
The last thing I remember is him grabbing my ass and telling me he knew where the jello shots were, so I followed him.
Of course it was necessary for me to call the strip club and ask what their shower policy is. Smelled like she was wiping her ass with my eyebrows during that dollar dance.
First memory of my senior year: Going into registration still drunk from last night.
the cashier ate half of our fries before she gave them to us so i think it's safe to say they don't do drug testing there
What's it called where you go to the stripclub with two guys that have both gone down on you...
Tuesday
Mate, you pissed in my bed. Then told me to "Just keep swimming"
Guys, as my favorite vagina consultants I have to share something.
My professional advice is not to put lemons in your lady pocket.
I have a tab of a google image search of onion rings open and it is making me so happy.
I'm at the level of despair that only Panda Express can fix
I either forgot underwear this morning or lost them at work and I seriously don't know which.
He dropped some cash when he got in my front seat upside down. And a hat. I'm keeping them as retribution for not remembering that he had sex with me once before. Although, if he didn't have his dick pierced, I wouldn't have remembered either.
I can't talk, I can't walk, I think I'm twitching and I'm not even sure if I'm typing this. Help
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