I dont think problem is the right word. Problems arent something you enjoy. Life would be too boring without gambling.
When you're about to leave, tell him "bye." At that point, he should say something. If he doesn't say anything, well, our drinks were free and he gets a free make out with yours truly.
im the poster child for why you shouldnt play beer pong with wine.
It's a good thing i didn't end up pregnant...i would have had to figure out his last name.
There are not one, but two women wearing my boxers on the couch right now. You need to wake the fuck up.
No worries you cant actually turn into a wine snob if you brew it in your closet....
how was ur day?
this is strictly sexting don't make small talk.
I think we should get high on adderall and nair each other again for New years.
Well you know it's going to be an interesting night when the bathroom attendant is doing hail marrys
I bet his dick wears a tuxedo.
We had sex in the church bell tower and somehow it still feels right.
Question #1: Why am I on my living room floor? Question #2: Where did the bloody footprints come from? Question #3: Why are there two McChickens next to the wine bottle?
We climaxed at the same time during ain't no mountain high enough. Does it get more cheesy or domestic for a non relationship?
I'm 2 seconds away from smashing the bottle and drinking it off the counter with a straw.
he’s basically the devil with a fuck boy hair cut and chlamydia
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