the day after is always just damage control
he suggested we appoligize to eachother. then do blow and painkillers & have ourselves a make-up party.
I feel I need to conquer him. He's six ft eight and 265lbs. Its like the mount Everest of sex.
There will be two dogs there to provide supervision. Not to worry.
soo how bad was i last night?
licking sour cream off of the table at pancheros bad.
Our Icelandic basketball player brought cocaine and rachael is screaming that he should do lines off her stomach. It's that kind of party
Did you leave your blow razor here? I need it for crafts.
It's like I'm snorkeling in an ocean of tequila.
Until this weekend, a man hadn't made me orgasm since the night Obama was elected. Now THAT is change I can believe in.
Need to spend sober time with him while fully clothed. I can't decide if he's a seriously amazing man or a complete fucking dickbag.
This is me not judging you for what a fine line you draw between the two.
One of those days. Also, your pants are now in my protective custody.
Thanks for the pic It's going to be lovely dealing with my boner while I'm in a meeting with your father.
I just have to point out that once I typed "fa" my phone filled in "fatass"
the worst fight me and my gf ever had was over Guy fieri
You’re a genius! I just walked in, shut the door, blew him and left. He could barely move afterwards and was a hot mess at the presentation. He already sent me a calendar invite for another meeting
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