Whod you bang
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
No, I think it was the night I threw up in her front yard. You're thinking of the time I threw up in her backyard.
I've thrown up twice at work. Just casually, in the mop sink. Then continued to make someone a milkshake. Want some ice cream?
I don't know what possessed you to do that, but you have to give the stripper more money before you try to check her oil or they are going to throw us out every time you do that.
We're like Siamese twins, but joined at the genitals.
im that hungover where parking at red lights has to be done
I'm happily sitting on the toilet cause I'm too tired to move. I'm considering making this my permanent residence. It has a lot to offer.
It's like a harem of immaturity and bad ideas...and that's coming from me
i was so unappreciative the bar was giving out sweatbands UNTIL I casually used it during sex.
He drives a PT Cruiser.... that should have been my first clue.
false alarm, still single
can we fuck so we can live up to our nicknames for eachother?
My breath smells like dick and biscuits..
ugh my stomach is so upset-- didn't get a chance to take a violent enough hangover shit at work
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