I could write a book called "things that come out of my vagina"
Whatever. They have the same name, so it's not even cheating. It's brand loyalty.
and i looked up. we had an audience...
Joey just asked me if I ever got anything stuck in my vag.
was it embarrassing when you had to say yes?
His drunken night ended with a "car accident" which really meant he was stuck in a toy car and pushed down the steps.
Things got a little weird when he fired up his homemade flamethrower in the living room.
Just threw up in the garbage can outside the liquor store... I'm pretty sure that's some sort of distress signal.
He just told me he's been drinking vodka at work all day. I'm starting to believe in soul mates.
You know it was a good weekend when; you leave a bi-lingual letter of apology on top of a stack of cash for hotel housekeeping.
He has an intense fear that my cat will attack his balls while we're fucking
I found your pet lobster in the bathroom this morning. I went to return it to you but it escaped.
I take pleasure in knowing how many gallons of booze we've put away in comradery.
I think we should measure in "bathtubs"
i had a long naked conversation with the cop on why is everything fun illegal
Being at this stripclub only reinforces how single I am. And I was *just* becoming okay with that.
I'd invite you over to drink but then I wouldn't be drinking by myself.
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