i threw up in a trash can last night at kellys irish times. but in a trash can because i'm a lady
I should have but it might be too early in this fuckbuddyship to emasculate him
No. Do you know how much this carpet cost? If she comes over, you put down towels this time. i'm so not kidding.
the tile , carpet , walls , cabinets , even the ceiling ... there is Jello everywhere
it was your idea to have indoor Jello wrestling man
i want to find a way to basically assault his face with my vagina.
Also, I threw up on the playground again. I've honestly had more fun there this past summer than I did in my entire childhood.
We're in the emergency room. He concussed himself trying to pop all the bubbles on my "one bubble a day" wall calender with his face.
It's like I just got slapped in the face with the cock of nostalgia.
Ahh good point. I got some interesting mental pics and I'm slowly entering a "fuck it, lets do weird shit" phase sexually, but you may have already figured that out since I've been fucking you sideways and upside down a lot lately.
I knew my bag made it because I could smell the fireball that spilled inside of my suitcase before it was on the luggage carousel.
Somehow you're a lightweight AND an alcoholic. Rare combo in one person. Well done.
The two of us went back to your place, had sex, peed in cups, then i went home. Literally all i know
you know you should be lucky to find the case to my dildo....that means no more random guys at the house!
He took a shit in my shoe. A part of me is livid and a part of me is impressed because that’s some real evil genius.
I just remembered something from last night. check your closet.
Randomize
