Of course we end up in a gay bar... And I have to tell you there are some hot dudes here, should I pass around your Facebook?
We video chatted for almost two hours. But I woke up with puke on my keyboard. The question of the day: were we still chatting when I vommed? No idea.
I just puked into a plastic bag at a red light. Go me.
I really don't understand how I cannot figure out how to work a fucking can opener when I'm hungover. Yet I still retained the ability to take a perfectly symmetrical picture of my erect penis and send it to every person in Matt's contacts the night before.
I found the perfect eye liner, it passed the blow job test, no smudging!!
Yeaaah. I'm kinda wary about that guy. Does he still have that taser that he found on the train?
Let's get one thing straight; we aren't in a relationship. We fuck and occasionally go to subway.
She is the epitome of a puke & rally. She picked a random hott guy at the bar & made him pinky promise not to leave while she took a power nap. She went & passed out in her friends car & apparently puked just outside the bar. She stumbled in & found the randome guy again & claimed she was golden. Made it to the after party & stayed up til 6 doing body shots off every girl she saw & hooked up with the random from the bar. I love her life
I ate the most amazing corn dog today.
I will probably dream about it.
Some nice lady just gave me a beer out of her purse. I love youth hockey
All I've done for this 11 hour car ride is kegel and listen to our sex playlist so your dick better be good and ready
did you just correct my grammar and then send me a photo of your dick?
Just an FYI you do have to wear pants to lunch
We took three cabs to get home, the first one dropped us off a block away, so we went back to the hotel and tried again
It was just another case of she fell in love I fell asleep.
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