I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
I was about to go down on her and her dong flopped out and hit me in the chin. This may have a Nam like post-traumatic-stress-disorder effect on me.
whoooo knowwsss what george of the jungle juice is but i feel like im in the promised land
I know. She seems like she getting that "need some dick" restlessness. Might explain the feisty attitude
I have pink band-aids all over my body, WHAT HAPPENED?
Keg backpack and a Bike
Next time I see you, remind me to tell you how I fell through my attic door and landed on my feet in the garage on the first floor.
The AC broke so he ended up sleeping in the front yard and left his one night stand on the couch.
This is the moment in my life where I take a fork in the "nice guy" road ive traveled for 23 years and fuck everything in sight that doesnt have herpes, or is in-between flare ups and I don't know about it until my dick is on fire.
No, I did not fuck him for football tickets. I fucked him for tickets to the superbowl. I'm not that much of a slut.
They put 3 tbs of cinnamon in vodka shots and called it the "cinnamon death challenge"
I met his dad. Turns out he was a one nighter from the nurses conference in Vegas. Not sure how to handle this one.
Clearly, you already have. Both of them.
Dude, I came home and you were passed out halfway through the front door in your Minnie Mouse outfit... with a beer still in hand
Did she seriously come back inside just to piss on the kitchen floor?
Um I got a ride home from the bar with two random boys and one tried to bang me on my parents riding mower
I just revenge puked in his shoes. This is gonna be a fun night :)
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