Im already sauced. Have been for hours. Its kinda my thing.
I am drunk as shit eating pancakes. I am not the person to call.
Sooo sorry about that. And crying. And comparing my life to a duck
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
I think you'll appreciae more than anyone that I'm renting my parking spot out for a half gallon of vodka a month.
God, for the last time, no I did not break my nose doing a keg-stand just for a nose job.
Passive mediator is your role in this relationship. My role is dick punching arsonist
I need a "closed for the season, thanks for a great summer" sign for my vagina
Such a good question, let's ask the alcohol gods for the answer.
Obviously he considers you not fucking him as fucking up. Thus making him fuck up. Based on this I believe he should be disqualified from the race to your vagina.
Also I just learned you, Samantha, and I three-way made out at my Halloween party. News to me.
How will you ever teach your dogs to pee outside when the biggest puddle on your bedroom carpet is from you?
I gave him head while despicable me 2 played in the background. I think I disappointed the minions
I can still be you friend and be there for you. And sometimes get drunk and fuck you.
Is it bad I use my AA meeting to hookup with guys?
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