it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
she farted while i was going down on her. not doing that again
imagine if the morning after your status automatically updated with the name of the person you hooked up with
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
Yes..we had amazing sex that I have a 50 percent chance of remembering.
quick, send me a pic of a fat chick eating ice cream in a bikini. no joke, no questions, just do it.
You looked like my 4th grade science fair volcano project when you burped. Told you chugging a 40 would be awesome.
In the sauna. Drunk. When I close my eyes I think I'm a dog. Is that wrong?
I was at that stage of drunk where it seemed appropriate to just make out with everyone. As like a greeting.
I hear you
Then he kept saying sentences and ending them all with "the point of no return" even if it didn't make sense, and kept telling this other guy he wouldn't be his "wife son"
Woke up covered in green glitter and beer. I am never leaving Ireland.
I'm going to make out with someone. I'm on a mission. I don't even care if I'm wearing beer goggles. As long as he's not shorter than me, gay, or a woman.
I feel like she is getting all kinds of bacterial exposure that may otherwise have been avoided had she been wearing pants
anyways, do you want to make more embarrassing memories that im bound to remind you about later and laugh about?
YOUR TO-DO SEX LIST CANNOT CONSIST ENTIRELY OF MY THREE BEST FRIENDS
and their significant others
AND THEIR SIGNIFICANT OTHERS
Randomize
