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...
it's a girl!!
That's great, I look forward to meeting her in 18 years
are you sure you're not interested? he's the dunkin donuts employee of the month.
and i do it all in one night. I'm like santa but a whore.
He is like the "hometown sweetheart", but a huge freak. Like "I'll come change your flat tire"....but then fuck you like an animal in the back seat.
I still have your make up all over the inside of my thighs from the face sitting. Free tonight?
I dont' remember leaving St. Cloud, getting home, or apparently directing traffic in the middle of the fucking street while black out drunk.
Ive been high since the plane left the ground in Los Angeles and Ive been in Chicago. Right now, Im on a train headed towards downtown to go to an anime convention. At this point, I am just taking life as it comes, furries and all.
I don't know if I'm more excited about getting chipotle or about getting laid
It's official. Post baseball sex is better than post hockey sex. I hope the Blue Jays win the world series.
I think he thought I was too drunk to handle his parrot
You know I base where I go on the likelihood of me getting laid there. This includes work.
I just saw a girl on the phone crying and eating a sandwich. Thats talent right there.
I yelled at your uterus for you.
Fuck your bullshit loser kid and his gluten allergy.
Randomize
