i should write a book entitled 'the joys of being sexually objectified'
Turns out he's not gay. He just didn't know how else to say he's not into me. He just hit on my sister.
do you remember putting condoms over both your hands and asking me if your fists would be too big.
After that we used the in-room hotel coffee pot to warm up some queso. it was brilliant
I guess we had a small kitchen fire somehow when we decided to bake fruitroll ups and croutons...
Heating the house with the oven may not be safe but at least it's always preheated
Just been one of those weeks where alcohol out weighs friendship
in the middle of giving him head in the backseat of my car he taps me on the shoulder, opens the door, throws up three times and then proceeds to tell me how amazing i am.
You're just horny.
Yea, and? I appreciate you as a person too if that helps.
He's basically wearing those Nike boner sweatpants. It's hard not to jump him. How has your day been?
nope. It turned out i wasnt the drunkest person asleep in tacobell parking lot.
you were yelling that somebody needed to take your bra off with such enthusiasm my first thought was that you were on fire.
All I am going to say is this: I woke up with lots of bruises on my knees from running around on all fours being a 'dinosaur'. Either girls night in went terribly wrong or terribly right.
I'm not gonna lie, my internet creeping skills scare me. I'm like Liam Neeson in Taken
I just had a twenty minute discussion about endangered breed dog breeding with an Extremely drunk guy
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