Cut to me doing the walk of shame to work from a hotel.
I'm pretty sure that he just gave me the ginger disease
I smell stomach acid.
He never called back after I emailed him my booty call contract.
I'm torn. Shes everything I ever wanted, but I just cant get past the story about having drunken sex with her dog in high school.
I cut holes in my blanket and put my arms through it. It's the sleeveless "Bro Edition" Snuggie.
She's grinding on a deaf black man and I'm the interpreter.
I can feel the alcohol in my calves
if things do not go as planned you should see me walking down I81 blindfolded and pantless
I went back to the party but by then they were all sitting on the floor in the dark listening to we are the champions on full blast.
Want to come over and play therapist and then fuck all the emotion away?
Dude that soap I drank last night is fucking killing me.
Done deal I'm dying it right at this moment. I'll need a red Speedo and a half shirt that is extremely tight. Like nipple tight.
There are five fire trucks here and needless to say my booty call left so come back home whenever you like
A shark bit my leg in the Gulf of Mexico well me and the T were banging so look for it in the papers
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