What are you doing?
High. Watching Billy Mays infomercials...
That guy could sell me cancer.
I closed that bar. Sang every Beatles song in the book. Made Somoan friends.
nothing like a negative hiv test and a bag of condoms to brighten my day.
sober me hid the cigs from drunk me. sober me is a tricky bitch.
Thanks for getting me home last night.
No worries. I'll always be there for you, just like Mufasa.
I had sex on an exercise ball. The inevitable has occurred.
he told me he expects me to keep the fangs on when i go down on him. presumptuous, yes, but man after my own heart.
so why are there three stressed gay men and a bowl of vomit in the smoke room?
where are you guys? the police just woke me up on the couch outside.
Well, during the ride home I had to personally apologize to both of her breasts.
we will now reference it as "the infamous double dick night"
I never thought I could be this turned on by a man wearing racoon tails.
I can't tell if my need for dick is more than my want to strangle him
no dude he sent me cemetery flowers, i know it. they are half dried out roses in the shape of a cross, seriously. and he is not religious. so he robbed a freaking grave site for me. am i like an accessory to grave robbing now??
damnit this is what you get for dating guys with neck tattoos
So, I just found out Ireland, is #1 in binge drinking. I know its Sunday but this one is for America.
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