You were face down, at your computer, surrounded by beer bottles listening a bagpipes version of amazing grace.
You decided to make a porno with gummy bears and things went downhill from there.
They pulled him over whille he had a fish tank full of beer in his front seat. He told them it coudn't count as an open container cause the top was on it.
I found out why we traded puke covered dresses in the bathroom.
update. expensive tequila only makes the mistakes more expensive.
I no longer see him as a simple set of male genitalia attached to a very sexy body. The title "trophy fuck" seems wrong. Damn.
there's a guy in the del taco parking lot doing pushups. let's be his friends
Oh it's not a problem. Cleaning up the yard and disposing of 75 gallons of Jello is all I've got to look forward to today.
You couldn't even walk but you came into the kitchen with the funnel and begged me to put beer in it
side note: on a scale of 1-10, how bad an idea is it to hook up with 9 cats guy?
We have hung out 5 times and only had sex 3 of those times. I'd call that friendship
I mean we don't talk anymore but I still see him around wearing that sweater he stole from me after we had sex
My mom has a bong in her bathroom, but no air freshener.
I woke up in the bathroom clutching a stuffed shark. My night was fantastic, thanks for asking.
Saw a thong on the yellow lines of the street when I left this morning, are they yours by any chance?
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