There is something just so refreshing and wonderful about an uninterrupted morning poop in the office.
When we were fucking, you could hear the beer sloshing around in my stomach
I think vodka calistinics prior to and during beer olympics was a bad idea
You were absolutely insistent that the entire bar knew that it was peanut butter jelly time
We woke up in an inflatable kiddie pool full of both empty and full beer cans. In the middle of his dad's office. Oh, and we were locked in. Nobody remembers.
He appeared on my 7th floor fire escape and sang to me and jimmy through the window when we fucked. He's like a drunken mix of Sinatra and Spiderman.
My professor just gave us a margarita recipe.
Why?
Because, and I quote, he "wants to give us the tools to succeed in life."
Dreamed I made out with a stranger after falling out of a car, let's make this happen tonight.
I'm pretty sure "tag teaming" and "looking for stability" are not synonymous.
Not yet.
We play this game where we catch up on what we missed over five years of not talking to eachother, then we have sex like nothing ever happened.
My last google search is "how to build a flamethrower"
I offered to lick your vagina while wearing a suit... Pretty sure chivalry is well alive.
I woke up with a jacket; in it passport, hockey tickets, sunglasses, credit card, bank transactions
So, I think think I left my underwear at your house. Well...not exactly your house but your roof.
Been there. Done that. Still have his t-shirt.
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