he had a blacklight sublime poster, of course i had to do him.
I'm handcuffed to the toilet. Don't ask
Wow thanks 4 throwing jello at me an yelling who invited that guy to all the guys at the bar
He pulled his pants down and said blow me, while passing out on my bed. I then pulled his pants up as he continuously started moaning in the background.
Definitely want to eloquently cunt punt those bitches thru the field goals of life.
Bro... You handed me an ice cube from your drink and said "tell me if it tastes like pickles".
This is Jewish guilt versus Irish Catholic guilt. We should tread carefully, or we could fuck up the space-time continuum or something.
I'm okay with that.
My underwear said "hard to get" on the butt. He laughed when he took them off.
My new hobby is moving his stuff to random places in the house. Good luck making a smoothing at 6:30 in the morning, the blender top's in the dog food container
Lesson learned. Don't roleplay with a real knife.
How many times have we said we'd stop taking Jell-O shots with strangers?
After sex he brought chocolates and said he loves RuPaul's Drag Race. How many points does he score for that?
I don't think it counts as a booty call at 6:30 pm.
It began the way the best stories do—with some naïve jackasses in a place they had no business being at.
Juice tastes so weird without alcohol
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