So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
Is it proper Ass-Fingering-Etiquette to tell her u felt her poop or just pretend it didn't happen?
if you don't let us come over today i'm not taking the second plan b pill. your call.
He literally didn't stop until I lost count of how many times he made me orgasm. It took three hours.
It' a whole new level of walk of shame. I'm carrying his sheets since I have a washer/dryer.
Oh it's happening. I'm Chugging a beer while sitting next to a 6 year old
She's currently celebrating her completion of "Sober October" with "Margarita Shit-Show November."
So are you still down for me to come stay with you and just have sex on vicodin all weekend?
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She dresses cool and she's mean. And she has fake boobs I feel like I can relate to her on so many levels.
In a bar surrounded by couples hooking up. I'm just staring at one. Not drunk enough. Come save me.
Also, lets remember that we have known each other for nearly a decade and our two most recent photos to one another are boxes of plan b
How hard is it to grasp the concept of 'I lost an impromptu saber bout and so I have to make a macaroni map of Soviet Russi, including Kazicstan'!?
The cops spotted my on my walk of shame down the boardwalk and gave me a ride home. I'm starting to make a name for myself here.
I can only get day drunk because of my medicine now, so... There's that
I JUST WOKE UP WITH MY UBER DRIVER
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