I like it. Barfy the gin-flavoured Assman
shaved balls and baby powder=awesome
I didn't cheat on him. Cheating means finding out. I made sure he was at work first. After the guy left I got shitfaced just so nothing seemed out of the ordinary when he came home.
Clearly, I'm already going to hell, so there's no point in trying anymore.
You told him you loved him!?
I mean if he translated "Zi luve ku" as that then yes.
Just got a free shot w my beer...it's not quite 11am yet...I love international travel. These people aren't judgmental.
But hes like a baby bird with a broken wing that i want to FUCK.
I now have a GPA requirement for guys I hookup with more than once.
it's almost 8pm and i'm still hungover. at what point do i alert someone?
He can only pee with the faucet running. It's like I'm dating a fucking toddler.
I wore home his HoHoHo boxers. I've never felt such a connection to an article of clothing.
Btw, I feel the need to make sure we have no misunderstanding about this. So here goes. I'll happily mess around with you again. However, I probably won't do it while you're dressed like a creepy clown. Or any clown.
One less thong to worry about.
One less *thing! But probably that too.
I can't. I'm going camping this weekend. I do have a life outside of your dick.
what the fuck happend anyway? How did it go from smoothies after work to blacking out?
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