i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
i get turned down more than a collar. where are the desperate bitches i need to crawl to them
i just used the Cadillac of toilet papers. For a minute i actually forgot i was even wiping my ass....i thought i was floating butt first into heaven
you never know, standards drop, they turn gay, shit happens.
Umm. Any where really. Alcohol and boobs. Those are the requirements.
He poured all of the vodka into the sweet tea and said that tomorrow it would be called 'surprise drunk.' then we had sex.
Heading to the gym, the one that guy said he goes to. Already checked online, his class is at 5. And no, this isn't too much after meeting him last night. Stop judging me,
Im surprised putting the throwing knife "dartboard" next to the door didnt end up worse
They were picking gravel out of my face for an hour. I think I took more out of the road than the road did of me.
Barfights against pavement aren't genrally won by people. Props.
Everyone threw up but him. I took off my shirt because I puked on it. There were also a lot of drag queens involved.
So yeah never trust sex tips from yahoo answers
His name is Dustib. Not a typo. I just can't.
She's got Mike in the bathroom. He's covered in meat.
just had sex in a stairwell with six feet five inches worth of drama
Want to go to Victoria’s Secret? His fiancée is out of town and I’m going to try and stop the wedding with lingerie and lots adventurous sex
Absolutely! I love a good sexual filibuster!
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