...So a 6 ft tall drag queen in heels I would kill for just told me I have a dunkable ass. I'm confused...but I'll take any compliment I can.
so I'm in athletic shorts, a suit jacket and I'm still drunk at 6:30am at the last leg of relay for life
Pretty sure I went to the bar in my bathing suit, sweat pants, and high heels.
Chalk up having sex in a car wash.
Just bought all my wine for the weekend with a check at 11am. I'm almost judging myself.
Hung over does not do it justice. I am hung like a horse over. I am hungover and over and over. I am hung, drawn and quartered fucking over. They just told me I can't keep my sunglasses on in the office. Fuck drinking with you people.
Invited the whole bar back to my place for an after party.....shit got real with everyone seeing dad drink moonshine like a champ.
I want to be the sort of person he can respect in the morning once the drugs wear off.
i think the last part kind of negates the first part there
Might be using my graduation money to pay for an abortion.
Any sexual interaction is meaningless without pizza during half time.
He looks like an accountant with a secret kinky candy filled center.
I really would enjoy sexual intercourse with you.
Most formal booty call EVER
There are two guys here arguing over Pearl jam and Nirvana. 1991 wants its argument back.
Your friend was nice but you didn't have to bang her in my kitchen...just sayin.
I don't want a big night. But I am okay if we wake up in a penthouse at Crown Casino.
Randomize
