On a scale of one to trashy, how is this: Got drunk, gave a guy a hand job. In the middle of the bar
I think you broke the trashy scale
I'm not sure where but someone shit somewhere in the house
long story short: there's a file in the master file cabinet labeled "lube".
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
Bruises. Everywhere. Table sex is dangerous
stopped you just in time from sledding down the roof.
Waking and baking has revolutionized how i brush my teeth. Seriously up to like 25 min everry morn. Highly recommend
So much to do, haven't done anything except hook up with sailors and work on my tan.
I just find it funny that nobody ever threatens to call the cops on us until we have a Harry Potter party
Made out with a mannequin all morning in cpr training, so im ready to party
You came home And decided to make beer battered bacon... That's why there was smoke
How many ballsacks did you see last night because I saw eight
It was really strange. I feel like I had sex with a synchronized swimmer.
Saw the guy I once slept with, he was buying Beer and shit tone of diapers. Glad to see how 2016 will turn out.
Fuck these bullshit days. My underwear are still inside out.
Randomize
