He wanted to take me out and said we could "go huntin in the woods."
We'll make it into fun. If I can make wii bowling into a drinking game, I can make studying spanish into a sex game.
They left shortly after you claimed the dirty rug as your mattress and began alternating between singing "Dayman" and "Nightman"
the trail of clothing leading from the bed to the door was in the exact order i needed to put them on. underwear near the bed shoes by the door.
turkey basters and jungle juice, is that really the whole shopping list for new year's?
Ok, maybe I don't want to know what happened last night... But somehow I guess I moved the oven.
She's all pretty and bubbly and nice and I'm sitting here stoned looking like Lucifer.
Whoever brought the pigeon, please come and remove it from my living room.
At this point can I suggest a mail away bride. You judge Nick but you are a strange dude and that may be your ticket.
Shots. Renamed a guy (he looked like a Scott to me), running, bloody Marys, walk to Safeway, donuts, ride home from someones husband, Nurse Jackie. FIN.
I sobered up in the middle of it, that I was hooking up with him in a rosemary bush. I woke up smelling like a pasta dish
ever had the feeling "I've been drunk in this bathroom before?" Like De ja drunk?
Your youporn search history says otherwise.
thanks for supporting my whoreish tendencies
So is he the one who got away?
They all got away. I’m a catch and release kind of girl.
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