Not only did a random toaster end up in my house last night, it's also full of skittles.
Just ran into my ex in the WOMENS bathroom. He said I did this to him. Swore he never wore my clothes but said he liked my skirt. I need vodka.
He dumped me and I don't wanna fuck his best friend for revenge. Is this what maturity feels like?
I just want uncharted vagina. Fresh and ripe.
Hangover or death. Death. I'll have a slice of death please.
He was dressed up as Jesus and had vodka in one hand while he was blessing everyone and splashing them with holy water in the bathroom.
I found him in his pink and white boxer out side the dorm hall and the only thing he said was "it wouldn't let me in"
We had half a pitcher of beer left and he asked us if we wanted a to-go cup. Fuck yeah we want it to-go.
Yes. That was the exact moment of my conscience clicking into instant high alert.
Didn't want to waste the cheese dust from the white cheddar popcorn, so I gave him a handjob, followed by the most delicious blowjob ever. Win-win.
He sent me a dick pic from his living room and it has pictures of his three kids in the background
Moral of the story - don't craft naked. Your nipples with thank me.
He played with my nipples while singing "How great thou art"
Yeah, he fractured his ass by doing a canon ball into the bath tub....
For a second I thought he was going to give me an intervention
You can't give interventions in a bar!
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