Well that's not true. She had two social skills. She kept them in her bra
okay so using the row boat as a giant snow sled probably wasn't the best idea.
We turned everything surrounding BP and the oil leak into a "that's what she said" drinking game. We've been drunk for a month
well if I unknowingly shoved my hand up someones ass, I'm glad it was yours
andd if someone unknowingly shoved their hand up my ass without me knowing, im glad it was you
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
Bonus points if the penis has a little hat too
The ideal thing to do next party is to tape my boobs down so they don't knock over the pong cups while playing defense. They came back to hurt us this time
She started telling me about this odd patch of smooth skin under her boobs. Not sure if she was hitting on me or looking for free advise from a doctor...
I mean, I still played with her tits for like 20min tho.
I dunno what the deal was, but you spent about an hour trying to put your phone charger in the outlet and you were yelling "one plug to rule them all"
We used a snorkel as a funnel. Can you say desperate?
I woke up this morning with a sharpie tramp stamp. Pretty sure it's a picture of a squirrel.
Oh okay well are you handling the "just sex part" like a professional hooker like I taught you?
Nobody will take a lit match to your nipple without warning you this time. Pinky swear.
If so I'm coming over there. There's no way I'm having "hello, how are you" conversations with my neighbors on acid
We are gonna play a game I like to call what the fuck is in my pocket
Randomize
