Just found a dugout in my rental car glove box. Suddenly my mood is upbeat.
There is something about weddings and lines being done off my ass
Robbie told me you spent 10 mins discussing the curl in his hair and that you said "with that curl in your hair, you'll go far"
The family from the blindsided came and talked to us last night. The dad owns 68 taco bells. You would have been so inspired
he kept doing his monologue, "if a vagina could talk."
Get to the bar. Power hour leading up to the rapture.
There would be some who claim I got a little "carried away" or that we "probably don't need that many jello shots". They would be wrong.
Still dying that you shit outside
hell hath no fury like a questionably-gay best friend scorned
If that orgasm indicates how the rest of the year is going to go, I need to buy rain boots.
By the way I can not feel my vagina. It's like it's asleep. What the hell did you do?
I haven't felt more like a college student than when I woke up this morning naked with my sociology textbook in front of me and my bong in my left hand.
& I came downstairs to find my whole family discussing the fact that I have a vibrator, which my mom found accidentally....
Anyhow. He gives me orgasms and cuddles and buys me dinner and alcohol. Ill keep him around and cross that other girl bridge when we get there ha ha
Congratulations you now have a pet Scotsman.
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