You're the host. Of course you wear the diaper. It's like wearing the pants.
She was wearing a "Got Beer" hat and your bed had necco wafers all over it the next morning. Another story for the grandkids.
it's sunday funday. and also, who can outslut the other day.
Nothing is more important than the last pool party of the season. Call in sick or gay or something.
But Alex is drunk in Philly and I told him to come see me so that's "first-love,-drunk,-high,-and-it's-a-snow-day-hook-up-with-an-ex" points. 69
My liver just had a heart attack.
I swear some just paged for more cock rings over the intercom.
All I've succeeded in doing since I saw you is drool on my shoulder
Ok here's the state of the situation: We're alone in a strange city with strange people with nothing but alcohol and sprite, I think we're gonna make it.
Do you ever actually plan things? Or is it always drugs then whatever happens? I'm considering being worried about you
Ran into his sister at the gym and hit it in the parking lot. I dont even feel like a bad friend she got a boob job and lost 20 lbs its not even the same sister
If your find a 12 pack on your doorstep consider it a gentleman's agreement to never speak of that night again
I got asked to "be the filling in a man sandwich." You don't get to pick the club again. EVER.
Oh btw, ur tongue should count as a second cock it's that good
twas supposed to be night one of rebound break but it was night one of get sloppy drunk and dance half naked in an ice shack
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