Whats contracted in vegas does not stay in vegas....
So..he puked on my dress and I had to walk back to the dorms in his little sisters Scooby Doo pajamas.
I don't know you.
We may or may not have a drunk cat on our hands.
We discussed our relationship status. We're dating exclusively. And the conversation was followed by him saying "C'mon baby, let's make you orgasm!" .....I'm gonna marry him.
i think of them as a grilled chicken salad and a fried chicken biscuit. obviously Amy is better for me, but when i'm eating her all i can think about is how much better the blonde must taste.
He was in a gay KY jelly commercial. Jew male model. Reasons not to sleep with him. Go.
Ps. The strap-on in the pic i sent you last night was not mine. Just wanted to clear that up.
this just proves how much faith i have in "us".. what should we be for halloween..?
I know I've wanted to fuck him for the past month, but when you're that hungover, the only chemistry you have is with a pillow and a gallon of water.
Wouldn't life be so much easier if you could just walk up to attractive men and say, "Let me bear your children" and it wouldn't be creepy?
Or possibly end in a restraining order?
Also, if he asks how he's doing orally I can probably ask if we're exchanging Christmas presents?
And now you know why we call him Three-Balls Brad
Ran into my statistics professor at the bar, he chugged a car bomb and yelled "x bar mothfucker!". On average I'm loving this PhD program.
This hangover is what we deserve after that level of debauchery.
You followed me up the stairs while i was throwing up yelling "projectile! projectile! projectile!"
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