things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
anal on a first date. tsk tsk.
I want to drop kick Stephanie Meyer
you spelled her name wrong
not you too!!
Can the rest of this semester just go by as a montage?
I need to start giving them away because owning 20 dildos is never going to get me a boyfriend.
I'm on the struggle bus
just ordered a number 1 at a fast food restaurant that doesn't have numbers
Made a pan flute out of the varyingly empty beer bottles on the table. Played a glorious tune that paid tribute to the winds.
Apparently after awhile self preservation trumps libido. This is new news to me.
This is how my night is going so far. The bartender bought our last two rounds and I'm chasing a bee around the bar with a foam bat.
By the way, do you realize that you asked me how much you could get for your eggs last night. And once you learned the price said that you had plenty to share.
So vagazzling was a success
Word to the wise, never look up your hot young doctors on Facebook before you're discharged. You will find things and no longer be able to take them seriously.
is it fun? or sober?
Stopping for a booty call on the way to a lunch date... Bad form?
Remember how slutty I thought she was when we were freshmen?
Yeah! But that was a long time ago. Plus, you use your sluttiness for good!
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