how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
So what does a sober person do in Vegas on a Friday night?
I learned his name tonight. This now makes him a real person. Obviously, I no longer want to sleep with him.
the tow truck driver and i bonded while discussing our experiences with four lokos
And after that you guys started calling arbor mist "breakfast juice"
I threw up for like 20 hours. Im gonna be the DD for the next 5 years.
I wrapped my scarf around his head and then made him go down on me
And I also said, "probe me"
Like he and the nurses kept being so persistent with it and I just wanted to run out of there in my backless gown and yell FUCK OFF BITCHES IM OUT
My alarm went off and I went straight for your dick. That's dedication.
You're best friend just tackled me....naked....brought me to his room where he had freshly baked cinnamon rolls. I didn't know he could cook
You'll be happy to know that the bruise is gone from my cock
Is this a Beer, Vodka or Whiskey kind of problem solving night? It's imperative I stock accordingly.
Questions like that are why I love you.
uh...sober saturday NEVER has a good ring to it.
I'm not too sure what happened last night, but by the looks of it, we must have gotten drunk with zebras.
dude. I can hear the air.
Randomize
