Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
Yeah next time you are over I'll let you beat it on her pillows and you will feel better.
we just made rock paper scissors into a drinking game
Stripper fight on main stage. It just happened. And it was glorious.
I drunk wandered into my parents bed and slept between them
You two kept repeating the same thing over and over. It was like looking after retarded pull-string dolls.
I'm sitting in the corner at the bar with a poolstick in case a brawl breaks out. Some crazy shit is going down and I'm trying to show my feathers like a horny peacock.
yeah we're mixing orange juice, vodka, and rum and calling it Oj Simpson On Trial
I think you are the only one slutty enough and evil enough for the job. Just go in and blue ball him. He broke my nose in Middle school. He deserves this.
Hey Kellie. Me putting. My face intebetaeen ut your boobs made my night
I keep thinking your bag of thongs is a bag of chips. So mad I can't eat them.
I think my ball sweat smells like waffle house. might be time to change up drunken eating habits
I just realized that Margarita Wednesdays are so much better now when followed by No Work Thursdays.
He's UNCIRCUMCISED. And it curves. Two things I've never encountered in all my sluttiness and they're both on the hottest guy alive. :(
He gave me a back massage while we were fucking.
Did you get that?
WHILE WE WERE FUCKING.
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