I tried to tell him it was only 2:00, but he said since it was 5:00 in New York, it was perfectly acceptable. He then put on a Blues Brothers hat and a pair of wayfarers and left. I expect him home in a few hours with a police escort.
It's an acquired taste. Like keystone. Or caviar.
Just got the American Express annual summary for 2009. The amount of bars we visited last year is impressive.
They peed on our pledges last night... i dont know if i should put an lol at the end of that or not
There are many reasons why he shouldn't come over. And each one is longer than his penis.
Ikeep having to ask jim if I'm actually talking. I canmt feel my body...this is what Christmas is all about
Pissed along side the highway while waving at all the traffic... if thats not a sign of a productive night to come then idk what is
remind to leave next time the words "tequila" and "challenge" are shouted
BUT YOU MUST FINISH YOUR QUEST
TO FIND THE HOLY GRAIL
AND GET DRUNK OFF YOUR ASS BY DRINKING OUT OF IT
No don't worry! What are obnoxious, alcoholic, slut roommates for if not for uplifting words and tales of my folly?!
Oh, and one of the worst parts... his name was Mario. I fucked a Nintendo character.
It's seriously like a finger. But it's a cock. I don't know what to do. I feel like I fuck him to be polite.
you made me suck your tit in the car and kept saying "good boy. I love you so much. good boy."
I mean I'm sad it didn't work out but tbh he he can't unlick my booty hole or unbreak his headboard... He won't forget my name ever
After we finished having phone sex he proceeded to serenade me with Ave Maria. It was magical.
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