I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
im the poster child for why you shouldnt play beer pong with wine.
I feel like I was just dunked in a tub of beer and then thrown in a giant dryer with rocks in it.
I'd say the best part of the party was when you screamed to everyone that you were gettin dome on the reg
I told him I wanted to "ride him like a show pony" I think he gets the picture
So, we estimated there is at least 40 pounds of boob in our house.
If, when you wake up, you're wondering why you're in the bathtub, it's because when I tried to move you, you yelled that that was cheating and tried to kick me in the face.
Fair enough.
I hate being the only medical professional in the group. I always end up patching you guys or being the DD when I'm on call. I have problems I need to drown in booze too...
You walked up to me, grabbed my face and said "I just peed in the sink!"
His cat watched us the ENTIRE time. Every time I glanced over the poor kitty looked at me as if I were pelvic thrusting her father to death.
I finally broke my dry spell. I did it. D-do-da-Dora.
Why do I have this feeling like this is heading in a slightly threesome-y direction
You know I was thinking and I've never seen a penis in a whirlpool before
I took out a life ins. policy Thursday. It's okay I can die in Nashville now.
Lesbians just stole my cat :(
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