I got a chicken sandwich and a frosty out of her. Better then having sex
Tempting. But I already used the alcohol poisoning excuse at work this month. No way he would believe it a second time...
He was ugly. Like horse ugly. But he was built for power, not for speed.
I had to stop mid sex to take my turn on words with friends so he wouldn't get suspicious. Hookup of the night helped me. We won.
We officially wrote our house rules 1. We do not waste alcohol 2. Pinky promises mean something 3. Don't leave your facebook open, and if you do, don't complain 4. Never refuse cuddle or catch phrase
She who has the vag holds all the power. He will learn one way or the other.
So after tonight I now have 6 Harry Potter movies left to get laid to. Before tonight it was 8. Fucking right
You'd think the neighbors would be used to grown men coming into my house drunk at 230 am.
What happened with the girl wasn't a gay thing. It was just a mutual respect and want for sex. The guys just weren't there.
Call it what you want. You fucked a girl.
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
Shitty. Well if it makes you feel any better I just had a toothless wasted crackhead in my bar who was mad because there are TOO MANY FUCKIN TREES in Nantucket.
The amount of knuckle children I've had to the Farrah Abraham sex tape is disturbing and impressive
The world is a different place when I'm actually having sex
We need a hype man... Like a DMX type dude to just up the ante constantly...
may or may not have entered into a gay civil rights discussion with 6 year olds. Hint: I did.
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