we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
well yea, now i know i won't get hair in my teeth...
So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
that's like riding a pigeon when you could fuck a bald eagle
despite contrary belief, getting peanut butter off your balls is not as easy as it sounds
You tried to poop in the sink last night.
So i forgot that my head is completely wrapped in gauze, and tried to do the "come hither" look. He think's i'm brain damaged
Never again. I promise. My old gay body can't handle that much adrenaline twice.
Dude. It just hit me for a second time. My thumbs are huge and moving very quickly. Like stampeding buffalo...
at wine tasting. Can i cleanse my Palate with a frito?
Welcome to the difference between being FWBs (remember how we used to see who could get more lap dances a night?) and being in a relationship. Fun, huh?
I puked up my nose. THAT kind of night
Gay?
German.
Pity.
It feels like heartburn in my lungs. I'll buy 2 pounds.
A black cat walked my drunken ass home last night and made sure I made it back into the apartment safe. Sat with me for 30 minutes as I struggled to unlock the door. Guardian angel or drunken hallucinations?
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