I fucking love fucking science majors-- she told me that she wanted to know if her gag reflex got better or worse with alcohol, and that her initial evidence had been inconclusive. So, next few weeks, yeah, gettin blown periodically. All I have to do is keep a log.
I don't know what's more sad having a rewards account at a liquor store or already racking up 273 dollar points since january
his mom and I have the same butterfly tramp stamp. don't ask how that came up
Well the good news is my "i'm an adult" dinner party went well, they all brought wine and complimented my cooking abilities. the bad news is i woke up with the leftovers in my bed/on my face
On a separate but also a very relevant note, can we practice drinking wine like real people?
I'm not sending you pictures to jack off to. That's not what friends do
I feel like I got hit by a bus. A head on collision with my vag.
She was just a sweet cute intern for us until I saw her naked in my bed the day after the Christmas party
I draw, I play three woodwind instruments, I press buttons for eight hours at work and Im studying to be a gynecologist... I guarantee I can make you squirt, babe.
So maybe I got drunk and hooked up with him in a hot tub? I mean that's nothing to be ashamed of, that kind of takes talent. I'd drown.
I woke up hugging a box of cheerios that had "wonder woman" written in sharpie on it. So much for a sober night.
Your trash is full of condoms and yoohoos what a great life we live
Oh and it took quite a bit of doing, but I managed to wipe my butt with the hat you left in my car
Once you've had an oral std scare, you're an expert.
don't think less of me for this, but i'm pretty sure he did a line off my boob last night.
My nipples are raw, I've yet to go to bed, I feel like death, and I'm at work. Thank you jack, crown, and Lafayette!
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