let's makeout let's makeout let's make out let's make out
his dad told me thanks for making his little boy a man at breakfast this morning
worst night to have a conscience
We are taking shots for every green Lon-Capa box we get for the homework.
There are rocks in my bed. And dirt all over my face. Explain?
Apparently he's into classy girls that wear sweaters and don't throw up on him when they go out.
He returned my car yesterday. Found a duffel bag with beef jerky, condoms, and a handgun this morning. Slightly concerned
Lab coat again saves the day - hiding embarrassing shart evidence...
I guess I'll just chalk it up as a learning experience and a lot of great sex.
I woke up and found piles of popcorn in a trail around my house, ending at a laundry basket full of pillows. What were we trying to catch last night?
His front door was open but I INSISTED on army crawling FOOT FIRST under the garage door. Then I peed the bed.
dont you DARE use my tequila influenced words against me
I have wine with a bendy straw bitches I can do fucking anything
I remember that. We went to taco bell looking for pizza.
I'm just bringing him "breakfast," and breakfast may lead to lunch and dinner, but that doesn't mean I want the mealplan.
Randomize
