I just hope my dad was drunk enough to not remember the whole convo we had about anal.
I put it into a sports analogy for him: there are three teams in the league- friends, fuck buddies, and dating, and the fuck buddies roster is full, pick an alternate team
He's really hot. I think he's gonna be my reason to shave this winter.
There's an official council for his ex boyfriends. They told me they 'look forward to the day I join them'.
he made his penis look like a sprinkler when he was coming. it was pretty cool actually.
After this weekend, it looks come this holiday season I'll be walking in a winter abortionland.
How can I not totally like a guy that told me my boobs were too big for me to be taught how to play golf?
If there is a ladylike way to throw up in your favorite toilet, I just did it.
I think my AA sponsor just booty called me.
doing squats while I brush my teeth.. gotta keep the booty in check
Then a third Canadian I didn't know showed up to the hotel room at like 3am. I let him sleep in our bed because he had pizza.
Unfortunately i'm awake, hungover, and covered in something I'm pretty sure is Easy Cheese. Send help.
Listen, you eat the donut. I eat you out. Everybody wins.
Hangover and judgement, the breakfast of champions.
Soooo, hypothetically, how long would roommates have to sleep together before its considered dating...
Randomize
