To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
why is every porn film shot in the same house? with the same red couch!?!
hahhahahha. mid doggie-style, i faked an asthma attack. the sex was that bad
why did your cousin post "out tonight" on facebook? doesn't he know it's only 1 in the afternoon?
shhh don't tell him. it's cloudy out and none of his clocks work
Some one left their pants in the elevator.
He just sent me a winky face in the middle of setting up a drug deal. You don't do that.
you walked onto the street in the middle of the 10K in your thong. it was a whole new kind of expirience.
And that was the night we had mind-blowing sex with the score from Raiders of the Lost Ark blaring on vinyl in the background...
he came during what was supposed to be the foreplay blowjob. there goes my evening.
You threw a handful of caps into a pitcher of Heineken and asked everyone if they wanted to go "bobbing for molly"
I have no reason to put on pants anymore. This is my new reality.
How do you feel about a threesome?
Will you be there?
I'm the one asking!
I'm not sure you count what happened last night as sex.
In this house, we have but one simple rule: DONT FUCKIN TOUCH MY STUFF OR I'LL CUT YOUR NECK IN UR SLEEP
I was just in the bathroom and some guy yelled all hail the king... i cant go anywhere without getting recognized anymore.
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