He doesn't make grammatical errors. Even while getting head.
He's sobering up. It was really bad for like 45 minutes. He cried while telling me how he pictured us eating hotdogs on the beach together.
Weekend has begun hello red wine at 10am on a Wednesday
then he tried to tell me how many times he had seen Scott's dick. his estimate was about 180 times. he thought I didn't understand.
I will give you 100$, a blow job a day for a month and I will shave my legs according to societal standards until next November if you come recuse me from my night class right NOW.
And by sexy pictures I mean pictures of my penis in strange places. I rock out with my cock out.
I don't understand or I understand perfect - if were not talking about fried chicken I'm not sure what's happening.
Hooking up with him was lovely.. but waking up in his bed the next morning and finding double stuffed oreos... I mean.... I won
I'm usually good at keeping a straight face, but not while singing a ballad to a stranger in a bathroom.
Under no circumstances is tits McGee to make that kind of decision about my life!
And I had on a penis ring on the whole time at dinner. And I ate veal...
She was drunk at Red Robin. She asked for more fries and then shoved them in her purse while saying "Come on bitches, you're coming with me" to them.
Woman doing my Brazilian right now says to tell you she says hi...what has our life come to?
i want to say his dick was in it but not his heart
This is your post bachelor party survival text. This a free and complementary service to make sure you are still alive. For alive, say yes. For hurting, say ugh. If lost, say help. If dead, please feel free to not respond. Thank you and we hope you enjoyed the party.
Randomize
