she left her pants. im pretty sure she grabbed mine on accident. im like 9 man sizes bigger than her. wtf
I just googled dawgpound, shoulda seen that pornsite coming
I don't remember her name, but I do remember yelling at her from the balcony of the hotel room during her walk of shame.
Somehow ended up at a stranger's bridal shower. Everyone else is already drunk.
My drunk body wants to fuck you so bad, but my high mind is telling me it's too much work. I think I'm just gonna stay home and eat some Mac and cheese. Sorry.
No she hasen't showed up to my place yet, last I heard she was puking as she was walking without stopping near the park.
Walked into a liquor store bleeding. That kind of night.
do you remember the combo for the lock to my pants?
Her inability to understand the word "moderation" is the achille's heel of an otherwise perfect human
oh no, don't get me wrong.. she IS really pretty. If you are in to horses or Sarah Jessica Parker.
No need to talk. Eventually, he'll either stop coming over, or decide that it's a relationship.
And if not?
...I keep getting free bourbon and great sex with no expectations. You really don't understand that there is no "down side," do you?
Nothings harder than putting on a frozen condom.. or should I say softer
our relationship was basically a one night stand, with a three week long, morning after
Dude, I came home and you were passed out halfway through the front door in your Minnie Mouse outfit... with a beer still in hand
I feel so accomplished. I've cleaned my room, done laundry, called those places, gotten jobs, and masturbated.
I'm so proud of you.
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