things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
I wish I loved anything like you love Tequila.
I don't think a check that has "thx for the drugs" on the note is really gonna fly.
They had half off shots during the fourth quarter. I was powerless.
I want to know him. He looks like he makes really good breakfast burritos.
at the time it didn't seem likely that you would ever find the cake in your underwear
in case you were wondering, even a BJ under a blanket on the back of a bus only lifts a 14-hour bus ride to borderline tolerable.
They made out. Sounded like hippos drinking water
I'm at a nursing home getting weed. Lol when times are tough, things tend to get a lil weird
Since you're going to wake up and see one bajillion missed calls from me, I just want you to know that's a perfectly reasonable number. Now come downystairs.
As we have told you before, the first rule of hook-up bingo is we don't talk about hook-up bingo
I wish so many great beards were not attached to even greater jerks. All that face sitting potential wasted. Some of the greatest tragedies of this century.
Considering we almost incited a riot on behalf of LGBT rights I have to say that was the best time for our moral compass to turn south.
My hook-up from last week somehow found me at the club, saw the girl I was trying to fuck, kissed me right in front of her, and walked off.
send nudes
from the living room?
Randomize
