Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
i have yet to find a random guy that would make me want to do any position besides missionary, these are what normal people call "applying standards"
It's a sad day when you have to slightly move your fupa to shave.
we got so high we spray painted his girlfriend's UGG boots. she's CRYING. it's hysterical.
So I'm pretty sure I fucked the dept of homeland security guy on my kitchen table. No recollection of it, but there are signs.
You know why I moved here? No public intoxication law. A cop just helped me from my bent over vomit pose, asked if I was ok, and gave me a ride home.
I feel like I was just dunked in a tub of beer and then thrown in a giant dryer with rocks in it.
Hate you missed the after party, I was covered in dish soap gliding bare assed down a slip n slide at 6:30 this morning
Idk I somehow continue to get laid by pulling my dick out and reciting the 3 world country orphan kid commercials
I just came inside of a Gatorade bottle. That hungover.
I specialize in how to hang out and party with randoms after you've hooked up with them. Not in feelings.
I think we have it figured out.. She's my wife when she's here and gives me advise on how to get ass when she's 1500 miles away.
Well. Now I feel like I put pants on for nothing.
It's hard not to feel like a terrible person with bruises on your tits.
Somehow, you looked so classy chugging that bottle of wine last night.
Randomize
