The sex was great until she started shouting, "Succeed!, Succeed!" Then it was like I was fucking a motivational speaker. Awkward.
I developed a drinking game for WoW. Everytime I die, I take a shot.
Please get laid.
We left around 4 AM after the stripper showed no mercy and dropped into a split on Matt's nose. Massive nosebleed.
oh yeah I know that guy. he's legit. slept in my closet a few times
He told me he doesn't dance and he hates drunken excitement. Why I ever thought it would work is beyond me.
Apparently having him hold an open book in front of me while i'm blowing him doesn't count as studying...
She was like the Rudy of blow jobs... SO much effort into it
I Know I'm the drunk girl in the trunk right now, BUT PLEASE LISTEN TO ME!
He didn't dress up but kept finding random pieces of costumes on the floor at each club. He was an 80s hair band warrior at the end of the night.
I'm sorry I drunk dialed you before realizing that you were already in bed with me.
He came over and said its legs day so put them in the air! Fucked me for 30 minutes and said he had dinner reservations to go to. Well i just ran into him and his friends hammered at Taco Bell
I'm just gonna yell "SURPRISE ME" and see what happens. No way this could go wrong
I'm going to smell of sex and shame.
How is that different than any other Monday night?
she has no right to get mad at us for drinking during the wedding. she's the one that chose the bridesmaid dresses with pockets.
How much have you had to drink?
Qhaghao Oslo?
That seems like quite a lot.
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