Hey Operation Dumbo Drop... FYI, when you select your date this evening, our doorway is 3'x7'
I managed to throw up 90 feet under water, just removed my breathing tube, puked, put it back in. All inclusive is the way to go.
I don't want her to kill herself before she gets over me, getting mentioned in a suicide note isn't very fly.
but it's kind of a high honor.
We had sex on a ferris wheel in canada, our relationship will never be the same
He was wearing a Knicks jersey I had to go home with him. it was a rough season.
Woke up this morning with seven juice boxes under my pillow and an empty box of condoms In my pocket. Good night.
Someone's having a good night if they're getting gummi bears and Astroglide.
I apparently insisted on hugging all the bushes and apologizing for pollution on the way home.
Based on the time of Sean's "I'm on your street" phone call last night, we had sex for an hour and a half. Man, time flies when you're getting boned to an orgasmic death.
Sidenote: do you recall your "give me the d" chant
Shouldn't have fucked on the top bunk, I bounced so high my hair got caught in the ceiling fan and almost broke my neck.
Because making bad decisions is what makes our house great and I don't plan on changing that anytime soon.
The fabulous human disaster: it is him
I'm glad I date someone who likes the simple things. Sex, kittens, and McDonald's.
So how do I tell him I've been sleeping with his wife too?
Randomize
