afterwards we were spooning and he said he wished he was a kangaroo so he cold put me in his pouch and keep me forever. I left as soon as he was asleep.
Now she's making me sit here and look at pictures of guys she likes who look like bears. She's calling them her bear friends.
hold on, were in the kitchen painting a yellow brick road to my vagina on my leg with black light paint.
Pre-drinking/conditioning my liver for this impending hurricane party associated with cat. 2 hurricane Irene. Be ready to roll in a weather channel minute.
the tv said "its small, its comfortable..." and i started laughing... safe to say he lost any dignity he had left...
Some lady old enough to be our mom took us home, made me eggs and he still got some. Where do I claim my best wingman/sister trophy?
I know. It's cray. Crayon. Crayolaaaaa.
Only sluts go out in this weather carpe diem boys
Pretty sure I recall hugging our waiter from the bar last night. That also means we are NEVER going there again
Getting stoned and sitting front row in a legal class.. Not my best idea
If I got everything I wanted in the world, I would have been forcing soup down your throat hours ago
I'm pretty sure NORMAL roommates don't have to hide each others sex toys from their fuck buddies.
Is this what it's like to be an adult? You plan out play dates for your vagina?
ok so i took my anxiety medication and i'm eating junior mints and i think my vagina will be ok
...and with one comment dissing Hannibal Lecter, I suddenly understood why we never worked out.
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