One reason I don't come to Portland. I saw 8 guys I have had sex with last night. At the same party.
By 8 I mean 9.
And by 9 I mean 10.
Im about to shotgun a beer using my mother's knitting needles. home sweet home.
the ball fondling will be left out of the trip recanting
...oh my god that's like anal suicide
I'm aware. I'm writing the eulogy for my colon as we speak.
max decided it would be a good idea to run down the hall and smack down the exit sign. now we are sitting in the emergency room, and he is wearing the sign as a bracelet
who dressed up as a cop at your party???
idk I have to check. Why?
he gave me the best strip search of my life. FIND HIM.
Just told my mom I need money for Molly. She was not happy
Nah, he's definitely here somewhere. Whether he survived the night or not is your problem, but I'm pretty sure he's around.
She pretty much spent NYE measuring dicks, trying to decide which one to take home.
I love when groups of boys part so I can walk through. It's like a red sea of penises, and I am their Moses.
It's been awhile, you pregnant yet?
I still can't believe a guy pooped in my backyard
Damn that brownie almost kicked my ass. I'm not sure if my flight home lasted 10 minutes or 10 days..
Apparently I thought every drink in my house needed to have a buddy so I put some vodka in each one. Long story short being wasted at work because the gatorade you brought is 60% liqour is not a great idea.
I'm one bad relationship away from owning seven cats.
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