So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
He was eating her out on the elevator. What a good man.
Oh my god. My pre-date bowl for nerves tuned into "I'm too high for this date" he kept talking about trucks and I couldn't stop making racial slurs.
I am VERY upset that you called my fiesta a waste of time.
How was me telling you it's my mom's birthday a go-ahead to bang my sister???
It was a legit night tell he threw a snowball in the bar, thats when I knew it was time to go to the next bar.
If it carries over into the weekend I would be glad to nurse your vagina back to health.
You know what I'm hearing? Blah, blah, blah, I have pneumonia, blah, blah, blah, I'm a quitter. COME OVER AND PUT YOUR PENIS INSIDE ME.
That's awesome and prob the first time you had an idea of what to do. I'm super proud of you Chelz
Its cos im stoned ! My high self is maturing
I vaguely remember hanging my bra off the ceiling fan and chugging a beer during sex
College has turned you into quite the multi tasker huh?
I told her my cab was outside the club and that I had to go, but I think we both knew this wasn't going anywhere past the sloppy bathroom handjob.
I mean I puked all over three separate towns last night and I still think you're the one who should reevaluate their life.
Totally just made a post sex emergency cupcake run. My life is awesome.
You introduced her by saying, "This is the girl who sexes me." Then you passed out on the coffee table.
You lost to your mom AND grandma in beer pong last night. pretty sure that constitutes a retirement from the sport
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