Damn. That makes sense
I know im like the sherlok holmes of sexual problems
i threw up in over 4 different places last night. it was like a world tour
You were running around the house covered in syrup, with shredded down pillow feathers on your body screaming "AFLACK!" at everyone
Yeudjkisdjxbfceryuj. i love having a qwerty keyboard just so i can do that.
the last thing i remember is unlocking the door. its like i was literally opening the door to my blackout
i woke facing the corner with my computer and i had googled "how to put out a fire" i am so scared to turn around
He woke up, mumbled "silverware", and went back to sleep
You know, last years football game was epic, but seeing the same girl that gave you a bj in the parking lot, in the same parking spot...that's fate.
No. I want to vom filet mignon and ziti bits everywhere and my body feels like I ran a cock triathalon. I feel less triumphant and more like death.
As i was walking home this morning some old lady was walking her dog and i said hello to her as our paths in life met, then i proceeded to puke in someones front yard and never looked back
I got shot at last night. Lesson about married chicks: learned.
i thought you were just a really comfy body pillow until i sobered up. oops.
Sounds good. I'm hoping to have my life together by next week but you never know I guess.
I would give a kidney to fuck him and he knows it. That bastard.
His mom knocked on the door during morning sex because we were being too loud...now i have to meet her for the first time
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