So guess who had sex in a Ghostbusters sleeping bag.
she wrote "need hug!" on a sticky note, put it on her back, and passed out on his bed. they're trying to figure out how she got into his room...
throwing up turkey will be a nice break from throwing up ramen
I think it's time we have the "weird fetish" talk.
But besides the pee thing, he sounds like a nice guy.
Nothing kills the mood when I am hooking up on the dance floor like the DJ saying Happy Valentines.
I'll pull you in a wagon. You'll have a sash and a crown on and we'll sing "All the Single Ladies"
So how much of last night are we going to pretend never happened? Enough to stay friends?
You told me if you could get your shoes on, you deserved a coke and rum. We never made it to the party.
I'm dipping store brand pepperoni pizza in bacon flavored ranch dressing. Obesity tastes so good.
The ONLY place I sext is in my anatomy class. It's an amped up level of playing doctor.
Not only did I get the promotion, but last night after sex he took me outside and let me hold it for him while he peed in the snow. I made a heart. This week is going amazing
I just found those cheese sticks in my purse. Along with a handful of confetti.
I slept naked last night on stolen pillows. I felt like a golden goddess.
I was informed this morning that I took all my clothes off and ran around the whole apartment complex. Being as they just moved in, welcome to the neighborhood.
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