Uhhh...do I owe you any money? Or an apology? Or anything?
i may or may not have a boner. what are your thoughts
Do you remember last night at all? Be honest
I need to look at the pictures on my camera to fill in the gaps.
Just walked by a group of guys calling out walks of shame with a mega phone from their front porch.
She fell down the stairs and hit her head on the concrete. Then she stood up, flashed us and stumbled away. I forgot to get her number..
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
Try and take me seriously and don't look directly at my hair or the jizz on my pants.
hes like my own personal sex toy i use him on the weekends and then i have the option to put him away all week
I have acquired 14 pictures of hard dicks tonight... I was on a mission. Don't even pretend you aren't proud.
you started looking at my couch laughing and saying to it "she thinks I'm talking to you" then proceeded to laugh and talk to the couch some more.
I woke up naked with a Jason mask on and a fat lip. What happened last night?
Drinking and decided to streak in the apartment fountain. Canadian goose shit and sharp rocks on the bottom. I sobered up quick. That was a very bad idea.
I can't be a daydrinker without you. It just doesn't work.
I love you too.
When we were finished she immediately got up, cut a star out of a piece of paper, colored it gold, taped it to my chest and deemed me the Sheriff of Sex.
So I figured it out. There's two types of shitters. Moaners and grunters. And on occasion there's a third. It's the ill fabled grunt moaner.
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