White coat. Heels.
i met him on craigslist. and no i'm not a hooker.
I said make yourselves at home, not to put a used condom on my ceiling fan.
Just when you think you're never going to have sex again, BOOM you're naked in bed with a guatemalan
You yelled "GET TO DA CHOPPA" and burst through her screen door and disappeared into the night. With the goose.
some gay kid said he wanted to blow him because "his eyebrows told a story"
I took us ten minutes to realize the shower sex going upstairs was the reason the kitchen ceiling was flooding.
After a certain blood-alcohol level, the dog is in charge.
To sum up. The glass blower from the ren faire ate me out last night. Best ever. Go find yourself an artisan.
Also, the greatest of ironies: I got shampoo confiscated by security while Corey managed to get pot through. MERICA!
I feel like there's def a learning curve to the sex swing
It was after I slept with him he tells me he's a juggalo
Well it was nice knowing him
I was covered in mud from my knees down, I smelt like the inside of a port-a-potty and only had mascara on one eye. . . so you know your usual Sunday brunch.
They gave me 4 meds at the health center and said not to take alcohol with any of them. Guess ill wait until tomorrow to feel better.
eveytime i go to his house my cute clothes always get taken off what's the point of even wearing them there?
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