It usually only happens when Im really excited. Normally not that fast. You still enjoy it?
I mean, it really isn't YOUR car until you have sex in it.
once you started introducing yourself as "running-bear" i knew you were beyond fucked up
he needs to hurry and make his mind up... i mean i can't keep getting peed on by a guy who isn't even my boyfriend
We were all drunk for the whole flight. Steve doesn't even remember the cab ride to the airport. At 6am. Says he "blacked back in" at security.
I think the fact that I shit my pants, threw away my underwear in a frat bathroom, lost my socks down a drain in the front yard and still got laid... deserves some sort of a victory drink for myself or a blowjob for him since he was such a good sport.
I'm not sure if it was the 11 shots or your naturally vibrant personality but I recall you being quite noisy that evening
I want to put in my resignation as an adult. From now on I will be spending my time drinking beer and skiing.
All I know is I drank too much, danced too little.. yet somehow woke up on the floor in the arms of some cowboy.
Because sadly the idea of me having a girlfriend is crazy enough to be an April fools prank
I'm committing myself to dance. Also, I'm unsure if you said space party sounded lame because dude was old, but I hope you're over it because I love space, and I love David Bowie and I love to dance, and you need to embrace this with me.
Bro. I traded my coat. I have a Raiders coat now.
dude, i told you to rally, so you sprinted upstairs, knocked some girl down, and without missing a beat said, "not now bitch, im in the fucking zone" and took off
Woke up snuggling with a large wooden rhino that I stole last night...obviously, we had fun.
at least he now gets to tell people how he once threw a party so epic that the next day they had to clean some girl's body paint off the ceiling
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