For the whole 7 seconds I lasted, I was in heaven.
he was sobbing,drinking his beer, all while confessing his love for her. awkward was an understatement...
May or may not have found my way onto a stripper bus. To Chicago.
the plan is to continue having sex with all three of them until my birthday, and then once they've given me their presents, they can find out about each other.
His fridge was full of blocks of pepperjack cheese, and his pantry was stocked with huge jars of jellybeans. Even if I'd been drunk, I don't think I could've made that up.
Less talking, more tequila
Well besides you comparing him to your dead cat, I'd say it was fine.
I'm having a really difficult time dealing with the fact that my dog now shares a name with Snooki's crotch-spawn.
My mom just found my nipple clamps...... oh God why....
She apologized again the next day. I said it was pee under the bridge
Well I'm about 60% wine, 30% pure rage and 10% tears at the moment and I'm disappointed in how little alcohol is in me
I feel horrible. I brought her to your house like a late night pizza delivery and dropped her off.
I just had all of the sex. All of it.
He woke up wondering who broke in and rearranged all the furniture. He reviewed 11 hours of security footage before I told him he did it while whiskey-drunk.
I just mixed tangerine juice with sauv blanc. on an unrelated note, my episide of intervention is slated to run in April.
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