I don't remember her name, but I do remember yelling at her from the balcony of the hotel room during her walk of shame.
awesome recipe for disaster- bar hopping at the airport
she went to pee and i could hear her singing "Drip Drip Drop LIttle April Showers" from Bambi through the door.
and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
Is "blowjob enthusiast" a bad costume?
There are bruises on the top of my foot. The pole won.
I wish you could see how much hot sauce and broken glass are in our apartment right now.
You know those creepy dolls that look like they are watching you from anywhere in the room? It was like that, but with his penis...
Speaking of gay, some dude in a life vest just goes, we should pull our dicks out! To larry. Were leaving now. I saw penis
How do I discreetly dispose of sex toy packaging that is recyclable? What to do...what to do?
I woke up to see that I had ripped my boxers into a loin cloth because we were watching last of the mohicans
Dropping acid was like seeing the whole world as a blank canvas to imagine anything I wanted.
And apparently all you wanted was to watch the sun explode and me take 60,000 dicks to the face.
I'm going to start using the hurricane naming system for my hangovers. Hangover Agatha is a real bitch today.
My day so far: morning after pill and pancakes. Living the dream.
I just want somebody to fondle my boobs while I read fanfiction. Is that too much to ask?
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