Making the executive decision for drunk you to not sleep in the lofted bed that has no ladder
Sorry I had passed out by this time I think, with the chicken fingers ON my face in my bed, with all the lights on, and ketchup all over.
Hes the only one i know who can talk to a girl for an entire hour abuot the science in starwars and still get laid.
No no no. When you take one for the team, there are no stipulations or conditions
I'm pretty sure I just woke up to one of the airport janitors saying that she wanted to tie me up and do something.. I couldn't hear what, thank god
She wanted to roleplay. Apparently you be snow and i'll be a plow wasn't an option
uh, 3 redbulls and 400mg of caffeine pills and i still feel like life is in slowmotion..lets not take tranquilizers again.
i have 90 minutes to kick this food poisoning or josh's first experience with buttsex will be his last
Remember that night I drank a bunch of vodka, pounded your Jameson because 'you were a pussy', punched you in the face and ran off as fast as my high heels could go? It was just my Russian and Irish sides fighting for genetic dominance
he told me i could have the honorable privilege of being the second girl to have sex with him in his new apartment, what a gentleman.
Pretty sure that propositioning you to fly across the country for sex fest '13 isn't something my husband would approve of.
you take my contact solution?
drank it last night then filled it with brandy for the plane ride.
You helped blow my nose... Ok it's safe to say we are on a new level of relationship..
He made me a flamingo drink and now I don't know why things are the way they are.
When you start lapping your martini like a cat it's time to go home. Partys over.
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