No, we just ended up walking around in his pool high and singing songs by The Wiggles.
Not hooking up w him- he has one of those L.L. Bean book bags w his initials on it
the people of mcdonalds are all starring at me & this dude like they know we just slept together
he was actually really polite. he asked before he came on my chest because he "wasn't sure my stance on it".
So my earrings and necklace kept jingling and hitting him in the face, and he told me felt like he was fucking a Christmas tree
she actually told me to ignore the cokeheads in the corner with knives.
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
And we won't even have to pay the tab if we die AT the bar. So..win win.
I just realized that at some point last night I told someone I would only be friends with 16% of them because the other 84% stole my people's land
I vote we get high and sneak off to McDonald's to get mcflurries.
YES. ALL MY YES.
It's getting to the point where my ability to get dick pix during the work day is impressing even me. Take that, adulthood!
I saved him in my phone as "Well-Hung Burrito Savior." I love Taco Tuesday.
SCOTCH AND CIGARS AT THE TITTY BAR. YOU ARE COMING WITH US.
If I ever say "I'm never drinking again" just hand me a bottle of jack. I'll snap out of it.
I didn’t say it was classy, I said it was sexy
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