I may do that, fyi I'm even more sore than I was yesterday. It's like the ghost of your dick is still inside me.
at the hospital. he locked himself in the kitchen, said he was making beer batter shrimp. don't know if it's the mercury poisoning, alcohol poisoning or second degree burns they're holding him for, but i've got a pretty guess.
At the time, making out with dudes for keg money seemed like a genius idea. Now I realize it was borderline prostitution.
Turned out the thing on the lampshade was a bloodstain, not a bedbug. We feel much safer now.
Lost another pound. Switching from beer to hard liquor did this body good.
Dude I've kinda accepted I may leave Nola with the clap.
Besides. I seriously had a dream that George W Bush came over and slapped some tabs down on my kitchen counter and said "let's get juiced.". It was a sign to not get too fucked up
so gross sitting on a warm chair at a restaurant..you just know a fat person was sitting there shoveling food into their face for hours.
It was going alright when lo and behold Tom the cock blocking tornado hits. He is the only man I know who doesn't want anyone to fuck girls.
I'm in the fetal position watching the little mermaid and trying not to die. When do you come home?
It is super hard to find a good vegan dominatrix! THAT'S why I'm single
Last night was like blooper reel sex. He dropped me!!
I don't know what's wrong with me. The guy from bar rescue is making me horny
I flashed my boobs, shit my pants, and kissed the wrong twin. I'm on a roll you don't want in on.
..and by hang out i don't mean fucking then going back home i mean let's get something to eat & watch a movie and fuck sometime in between.
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