Everytime we come here you have an ex here.
Was just hit on by a guy with 2 kids and one was named Rocky. I need to get out of Buena Park.
I just woke up. In the port-o-potty next to our tailgate. an hour after the game started. explain.
there's nothing like watching the sun rise at the library alone on a friday morning to make you want to kill yourself.
about to play the homeward bound drinking game. alone. what are you doing tonight?
I just found $40 in the jeans I wore last night. PS I also found the jeans I wore last night.
I blacked out after the shots of canned lobster bisque.
In your drunken brilliance did you make bagel with what appears to be mac and cheese smeared on top and pink icing dip? Because if so it is sitting on the counter
He ran into the room yelling "attack! Attack!", jumped on top of me on the air mattress, popped the air mattress, and then we had victory sex, because he was proud of popping it.
He sent me a picture of him trying to push his cock into a Gatorade bottle. I dont know if I'm impressed it didn't fit and disgusted that he sent me something so vile.
To confirm, you are a grown ass man and you just asked me what her vag looked like.
Your friend gave me you're number. I was the guy locked behind the book shelf.
I think you have the wrong number, but I hope you escaped your library-prison?
Monday afternoon and I'm still hungover from Valentine's Day. I think I'm winning at the single life.
So I scratched the whole boyfriend plan and got wasted. Wanna try again tomorrow?
sober me needs to have more faith in drunk me.
Randomize
