windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
i swear to god her finding her clit was like looking for a sock in a dryer full of beach towels
It's like God knew that was my ex's best friend and punished me. I've never vomited that much in my life.
My family just legit passed around a fifth of Maker's Mark. Also, this is sort of a Thanksgiving tradition. Also, Maker's Mark is really good.
We did nothing beneficial to ourselves, or our country last night.
Dont make this weird.... I was wondering if I could paper mache a few of your dildos this weekend?
I wish I could but I can't. No beer pong or sex on a hammock...such an unproductive weekend
I will also take that commission in the form of weed. Pass that on to the asst. manager.
I need a full description of the guy I hooked up with. I don't think I ever saw his face
he seemed brazillian..
fuck.
I don't think it counts as a booty call at 6:30 pm.
He's my favorite late night booty call. He lives next to a Wendy's.
We almost drove away from the bar with a British stranger in our trunk...
we are currently pregaming for our walk to the liquor store.
step one: admitting you have a problem. complete.
Jarrod's passed out on the chair with a cup of milk and I've been staring him down in an attempt to use telepathy to make him spill it. Attempts unsuccessful.
His dog hid my thong. Let me tell you, the last thing you want during a commando mini skirt walk of shame is lots of wind. There’s a church congregation that knows all my business
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