Call it a failed empirical study as to whether drugs would make her more interesting. or at least better in bed.
I may have been to starbucks and 2 classes with balls still written on my face...
Accidentally spilled a drink on her roommates skirt, offered to clean it, and got a blowjob out of the deal. Something went horribly right.
Your dad's facebook is ejaculating midlife crisis all over my minifeed
Monday morning margarita madness at ny house. Yes before wheel of fortune. Yes day drinking.
The walls are thin & apartments are narrow so all the bedrooms are next to each other. Our complex could compete in synchronized orgasms.
And tell the hostess not to worry, she's narcoleptic and fell asleep on the way to the bar, but she'll be fine in a few minutes.
According to you, you were with your "Eskimo bro for life" last night.
So... crashing at the hot bartender's place is not a solid marital decision.
Hey nothing wrong with those! I can't believe the guys who let me see where they live on first dates. Even more surprising, I don't stalk them after they've done me wrong.
so I ate shit in the bar and took a barstool down with me and this guy helped me up and I just started making out with him. I need to stop meeting men like that
I just made mac at 3:10 am... My life is falling apart...
Apparently I'm some kind of sexual camel.
Why does my nose taste spicy?
How do you know what your nose tastes like?
Me and my dad hot boxed a hotel bathroom... That's what I call father son bonding
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