i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
I just busted my ass on the ice in front of my entire AA meeting. As if being there wasn't embarrassing enough.
I just puked in a penis shaped cake pan. I've hit an all new low for a Tuesday.
Yes, that's a picture of my balls. It isn't however an answer to my question.
did you come by the house last night? I found a half eaten corn dog in the mail box.
It made me think of you cause he just screamed "CAPTAIN PLANET" a lot and kicked people in the balls.
The last time I saw you, you were rolling around on the ground at the bar.....
.....well it was bound to be an interesting night since I was chasing my pulls with pulls....
This is what my life has come to. Drinking champagne alone yelling at the dog because no one wants to hang out with me
I don't care how great the sex was, I cannot unsee what has been seen. I regret ever stalking his Facebook.
Gotcha. How bad is it?
Well to compare it to something I would say it what's that walls would like inside the primate exhibit at the zoo after a group of monkeys finished throwing feces at each other all afternoon
He's gonna do me a solid for doing her a solid. It's like pay it foward. But with sex.
he fucked me while wearing his "Reagan Bush '84" tank and my inner democrat has never been more disappointed
His dick is a spiritual experience and meditation is very important to me.
VIVE LA RESISTANCE
Oh god, what now?
It's been THREE DAYS. Why do I still have the munchies?!
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