I am at a striph cluv. They are ovealls everywhere. I have hot rock botto.
Well as our DD it was my responsibility to get us home safely. If that meant strapping you down to the backseat using all 3 seatbelts then so be it.
I feel like the other woman.
You ARE the other woman.
Is putting "Tonight I'm Fucking You" on my date playlist too forward?
It's 10AM, she's drunk blaring veggie tales and I have a paper to write you've got to be fucking kidding me
Pretty sure I scared him off for good. The lesbian in me is ecstatic.
I feel like he better crank it up to level RG IV tomorrow. It's the fucking playoffs.
Looking back on this weekend, I'm most grateful I never brought up with word "toe-fucking" at the bachelorette party.
my mom tried to talk to me about my drinking, i somehow turned it around on her, now shes going to AA and I'm going to the bar.
She's chasing her own tail and is afraid of her own feet. My stoner cat, ladies and gentlemen.
Would you go as one half of Harry and Lloyd in Tuxes to Aaron's wedding?
It smells like grilled cheese and sexual frustration
well it was naive of you to actually think you're the only bday sex he had lined up for him today. I'm just suprised he actually had a line forming outside of his room
I'm pretty sure I smell like alcoholism and shame. And it's not a pretty scent.
Great... now even my dreams are making fun of me
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