I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
The only thing that makes me want to stop the affair is that I am the Monica Lewinksy in this triangle.
noo you weren't that drunk. you just knocked the grill over and couldn't get the key in the door, so you climbed through the window. success.
She made me go down the fire escape when her mom came for breakfast.
We still need to grow old, buy a house, and drink 40's while wearing old people sunglasses, staring at the young studs mowing our lawn.
Your list of "good ideas" thumbtacked to the lampshade last night consisted of nothing but "tampon-pen" with a note indicating that girls could then always have something to write with, even naked.
Night is still young. Puking guts out part of it just began
All I'm saying is the next time I see him naked, there better be something in it for me that doesn't end in bailing him out of jail.
I might attempt to pee into a cup while driving. I'll let you know how it goes.
Being in the club with your moms drunk friends > having a healthy relationship with your mom
I'm still waiting for God to smite you for impersonating a decent human being.
My first love was gay too, it's okay.
Well 1) stay calm 2) stay safe 3) drink more
When you wanted to give that guy at McDonalds your number you asked the cashier if you could borrow "a pen or just like a straw with his blood on it". He gave you a pen.
really enjoying the fact I don't remember how the staff party ended. feel like I need to shame drink today
feel at noon?
Randomize
