i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
dipping my christmas cookies in kaluha. santa would be proud.
I looked at him all bewildered and he said, "what? I figured if it was under 30 seconds it'd be free."
After we fucked he shhhh'd me and said your welcome
We are going to get clementines. And shoot them out of a ballon launcher. That's after we come up to the ivy with a bullhorn and reck havoc. Where are you.
I called him daddy. To his face. Somewhat sober. What more could I do?
Make way for the handjob queen! She will grab what she wants, when she wants, and from whomever she wants.
I was like a damn cattle dog, I separated all the sheep, I can wing man for anyone on this campus.
There is an alarming amount of urine in here.
idk wtf was in that bud but I was talking to my dead dog last night bro holy shit
his first fb message to me in 3 years was "is your cock open for business?" im blocking him
Well, we ended up labeling the relationship. We are now each other's designated butt-toucher.
You introduced her by saying, "This is the girl who sexes me." Then you passed out on the coffee table.
All I remember was my mom walking through the door, and then me asking her if she wanted a hit.
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