I think someone spiked my drink last night. .. Like all 20 of them.
i made sure i dropped the whole "im a yoga teacher" bomb which basically roofies a guys sense of judgement and guarantees he will sleep with me.
Just think about it this way, every time you work Sunday, it's another $75 and that equals another hooker when we go to Amsterdam.
I feel like a great embryo-shaped weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
so why are there three stressed gay men and a bowl of vomit in the smoke room?
Then he complimented me on how excellent I was at breathing through my nose
Remember when spice girls "Two Become One" came on just as we were about to fuck? talk about a boner jam
So the night ended when we tried making fireworks out of gunpowder and oregano. You can figure out how that went.
Just got my stitches out.. Now I can give a proper hand job
I drank enough to tranq a steed. You really missed out
Is a swingers hotel appropriate for an anniversary?
I woke up to his balls in my face, so naturally I limboed under him and headed to the bathroom. When I came out he was asleep on the floor.
Roommate charged out of his room in pajamas yelling "MAKE IT RAIN" and just threw $4,000 in fifties onto my head. My Friday night.
I've come to the conclusion, I should prob have at least 20 hr supervision. I would say 24, but I'm guaranteed to pass out for at least 4 hrs a day
He's on the porch naked. Help.
Randomize
