we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
I was about to go down on her and her dong flopped out and hit me in the chin. This may have a Nam like post-traumatic-stress-disorder effect on me.
The look your mother gives you when she sees you masterbating on web cam is unlike any I've seen before, but this is a case where, I would say, ignorance is bliss.
On a scale of one to trashy, how is this: Got drunk, gave a guy a hand job. In the middle of the bar
I think you broke the trashy scale
I didnt realize my nipple ring fell out until he coughed it up.
I stumbled into my living room at 4 a.m. to find him hurling my laptop across the room and his pants around his ankles. Clearly his night didn't go as planned.
did we cross streams again? the only thing I remember is seeing a dick
Going out so taking the 2nd 1/2 of beer w/ me ont'tube in a Pringles tube. I give money to people on the street that have more self respect.
Would fucking the college coach be against recruiting rules?
Watching him and my sister argue over a rum and coke about who's going to chop the coffee table in half with a hatchet...
The date officially concluded on the phrase "Nosh dat vag".
did you just say you're too stoned to fool around? okay we're over.
So I guess I bought a cat last night. Fuuuccckkk.
We had sex in the church bell tower and somehow it still feels right.
If I was banging all the guys that people think I am, I'd quit buying batteries.