at some point to night u and I have a 'meeting' too...(1-737): I hope so
We need to find a way to make penises more like hookahs.
Drunk. I slept-stripped.
By myself.
was it you or me who tried to make the, what appears to be, nacho cake in the oven?
The guy in the next stall screamed courtesy flush and then puked. Bless you Vegas
My head. My head is the problem. Also alcoholism.
So basically, I've just woken up in another random bed and I go to get my pants and he's wearing them. Like my underwear is in them... What the fuck is wrong with my life?
He is currently pregaming mini golf. MINI GOLF.
The shit I just took made me regret every life decision leading up to it.
It's a drunk scavenger hunt.
Everything on the list counts for double points if done naked.
I SHIT YOU NOT a mailman helped me leave without waking him up.
I didn't realize how trashy of a night we had.
Welllll, you did eat a cherry out of my pussy. So I think that classes it up a little.
I've found my soulmate with the cardboard Dos Equis man.
When the hubs wants to wear his training mask during sex and pretend to be Bane you just go with it.
Remind me to tell you about this weekend with them. It was the least fun I have ever had drinking. And I have thrown up pork and beer through my nose on the side of the freeway.
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