oh god the rape fog is back!
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
i was in the bathroom puking my brains out, a girl walked in and said "i just came to do the same thing" so i told her i would move over and share the toilet. its better than being alone.
To justify your stumbling you just kept yelling 'it's the boat, not the drinks' We hadn't even left the dock yet....
It could have went better. They kicked us out of the casino and I drunkenly whipped her across the face with a fishing pole. Long story.
Please tell me that text was part of your elaborate Brett Favre costume; otherwise, dude, wtf?
Second night spent with creepy guy. I either need to change his nickname or stop doing this.
Did I actually say goodbye last night or did I just poison you with vodka and disappear?
He stopped mid-sex to read the subtitles on a Korean movie we had playing in the background.
You puked on my feet last night. You owe me a pedicure.
Ok, it's starting to sound like someone's out there trying to learn to play the trombone while breaking kitchenware.
Right, try not to commit a felony that costs more than 4 dollars cause that's all I have in my bail jar.
The last two times I had sex with him I forgot who it was half way through
What's your fascination with fucking to the Lion King Soundtrack?
Apologies that our conversations always turn to butt sex or penis size. I thought we out grew that in our 20's.
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