it's 4 am, i'm drinkin beer and re-drywalling my bathroom. this could possibly be a bad idea.
we have to go try and show our tits so we can get ID-free drinks at applebees
I'm not really sure how I got home, but judging by this headache, i'm assuming it involved bourbon.
i can tell by the sound of your bed that he isnt that good at sex.
I can't begin to describe what I look like walking through the grocery store with this outfit and chocolate syrup.
Oh come on. There's no way I was the only female choir student taking shots in the back room.
you called me at 4 in the morning and invited me over for pasta and a late night viewing of titanic.
We have an unspoken agreement. He helps me move and I give him a blow job. It's really unfair to him considering he doesn't know how much shit I have.
If i want her back i know all i have to do is sleep with a specific handful of her closest friends. That method is tried and true.
Apparently after awhile self preservation trumps libido. This is new news to me.
What happened to fro yo and sex?
My walk of shame turned into having to get his dad to tow my best friends car out of the snowbank in his driveway
When did we go from stumbling drunk into an ER at 3am to dinner double dating?
we're forecasting high levels of inebriation into the evening with dropping temperatures late at night
So you can now add nose to my list of places that cum has gone that it shouldn't...
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