was i over the top when i said that i wished they made v-neck pants to her?
In retrospect - making it rain salt all over our kitchen was not one of my best ideas.
Chapter 6 - how to lose your underwear in chicago
It was all going great until he pulled the hamburger meat out of his pocket
No. And Marissa said shitting in the handicap bathroom at work does not get you into the club. You have to shit yourself. She said.
Just found my old bop it. So many drinking game possibilities
the evidence from last night is not good...
what evidence?
my underwear is on inside out, and there are french fries in my hair...
I CRIED after phone sex. Am I gay?
It's like a booty call, except its for tacos...and you're my brother.
That was the #1 scariest moment in my life. I have full trust in you, I let you bite my penis for god sake.
I don't know his last name, but he's in phone as Pat the conqueror.
A hefty woman and I mean hefty shoved her number in my pocket at the gym without as much as a hello, winked and kept walking. Going to use your bed to defile her, don't want her to know where I live or have my neighbors see! Thanks, you're a pal!
I'll accept that I'm a woo girl. Just not the drunk cowboy hat wearing bar mongering twat bag type
He bedazzled a shirt for me that said "best head giver" should I be thankful for the gift or concerned that he has a bedazzler?
I guess I called her at 2am, demanding that she bring us food. She told us to order pizza, and I yelled "DON'T MENTION PIZZA!" I recall nothing.
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