We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
So Ryan had to wash the dishes. His solution: take a shower with them. I'm never eating at his house again.
Hangover cure: shower, throw up again, sleep for 4 hours, eat salsa, brush teeth. Good to go.
He had a cowboy hat I don't know where from and he was trying to lasso a snowman with a dog leash.
And on the subject of embracing my inner whore, I had two different dicks in my mouth yesterday. Friend, it's official. I'm completely outta control.
I just did the math. It is, in fact, cheaper to go out drinking every weekend than it would be for me to pay for a legitimate therapist. What are you doing next Friday night?
He wanted me to strip for him. I told him that we aren't at that serious of a fuck buddy relationship yet
I asked him if he wanted a pillow, and he replied "No. Batman never had pillows."
Also, lets remember that we have known each other for nearly a decade and our two most recent photos to one another are boxes of plan b
We hooked up in his car and afterwards he cried. I think I need to find a new hookup...
I am 95% sure I just heard my cat say "What are you doing home? It's Saturday night."
While having sex, a German accent isn't sexy.
"The More You Know"
I've pulled 4 ticks off of me. This is the last time I suck dick in the wild.
besides the unzipped fly, the black eye and the toilet paper on your shoe you looked really sexy today baby!
I think I deserve an award for the breakup text I sent him. Like a pulitzer prize or a donut or something.
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