they just came back. i guess "were gonna go get dinner" means "were gonna fuck for 5 minutes at the little league field"
i blew a .213 what kind of thug blows the compton area code exactly? this guy
At Bonnaroo. Just saw a couple emerge from a port-a-potty. Romantic?
He won't talk to me. He'll only communicate using scissors
Wasn't a date. In exchange for artichoke dip I received a bj. And sex. It was a transaction.
We were all definitely blackout with drunk goggles on, even though you and Amanda were the only ones dressed up as it.
I kept calling him escargot instead of Estaban..I don't think that was the wisest choice.
We stared down the barrel of pure insanity, took more and the electric elephant god rewarded our fearlessness by giving me golden skulls and naked women crawling out of the walls. I love acid
Drinking and pointing where stuff needs to go is hard stuff.
Naw. I'm tired and I'd have to shave my legs. I doubt the sex or the company would be worth it.
Toppless hop-scotch needs to become a competitive sport
Dude it's sisterhood of the traveling wine glasses here
Hun, it's always cinco de Drinko in our family. It's like Groundhog Day. Only with more booze.
I just want to have sex and eat dumplings. Is that so much to ask?
Update: the condoms are expired and Canadians are NOT to be trusted!
scotch tastings during the week is a baaad idea. i woke up w no pants but wearing my winter coat
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