Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
it was like playing where's waldo with your underwear
i was concerned by what you said you would do for a snickers. It wasn't even a Klondike bar.
My landlord wasn't pleased about the new fire pit we built him.
Its that time of week again, Bad life decision wednesday
There's nothing like sitting directly behind someone you fucked 5 years ago at church on Easter Sunday
he payed over $300 just to break into the hotel pool and skinny dip alone for 5 minutes and then peace in a cab. and all he had to say for himself was "gotta go swimming, gotta live life"
where do u find these people!?
This is just what we do. We meet guys, go back to their place, smoke all their weed & go home to compete in out own version of Cupcake Wars.
Roommate just came in drunk and tweaked out because my tv has a DVD player built in. Waaaaaayyyy too sober for that conversation.
I think I just did my first walk of shame. He sent me home with a watermelon from his farm. Southern one night stands.
My heart wants him and my vagina wants him...to have a bigger dick.
We played 2 very competitive games of Jenga and then fucked our brains out... BEST. RELATIONSHIP. EVER.
you walked into the party, and all you had on was your left sock... literally.
QUICK FAX ME THE BALL
Not how faxing works at all btw
Actually I really wish that I was drinking so I could ask him for breakup sex and then later blame it on my alcoholic tendencies. Maybe tomorrow instead.
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