We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
I puked off the balcony.
Not horrible
Into the hottub. There were six people in it. I had eaten all their pizza.
last night they convinced you that a sharpie was a new style of chap stick... so when you wake up, you might want to do something about that
Her boobs looked like leather oven mitts. No more cougar hunting for awhile.
So the weirdest part of it all was he whispered in my ear "can i eat you out on your tredmill?" I dont find him attractive at all anymore
So then she just shoved applesauces in her pocket and started talking about she needed to find her friends.
you didn't get her number why?
You kept apologizing for not offering me some of your Whisky, which you referred to as "Jesus Nectar".
Is it wrong I want to seduce my ex to prove the point to his current gf he's an ass?
think I signed up for a 5k last night while blackout.
Drinking a bawls. If I'm dead when you get home, yes, they are poisoned.
She's like a solid nine. Well maybe not a tomorrow morning nine, but she's a nine right now and trying to take me home.
How is it??
I'm drinking Gatorade out of a champagne flute.
you said you didn't feel like drinking anymore so you mixed vodka with your applesauce and ate it
Let's just face it you're going to have an arrangement with your future wife your fuck me on Thursdays
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