I have no idea what i drank..i remember dancing and ass grabbing..u falling. Headbutts. Trying not to puke. And deja vu.
No. one of us needs a degree and I am already the alcoholic friend. I can't do everything
She recited Pi throughout ever orgasm she had....she said it was a game she likes to play...how far she gets is how she judges her lovers...I am oddly turned on by this...
As long as you don't die I'm in full support of your drinking decisions
Never again will we have slut saturday. Never.
Fucking finally I'm about to die from sobriety over here
I just made my roommate a 'Hope you don't have chlamydia' cake.
Make one for john too.
I'm with Tony. He said he volunteers his ball sack for waxing but you will have to wait a few weeks. It is a freshly shaved sack. I guess he thought he was gonna get lucky. Wtf?
Smooth sack
I cannot tell if the couch is cold or I spilled beer. THAT kind of night.
And if I hated you I'd probably say things like, "I never want to speak to you again," or, "Eat a bag of dicks." That's how you'd know.
And then I told him since the day he walked away to get over what I went through he lost the boyfriend right to ask why my bed is broken.
I take full pride in being the one that broke ur bed. Want to go for the sofa?
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
i think i just lost a toe
Who wants to play the "pick up your shit from our floor because you're not paying rent or dating either of us" game?
Gez, you make a couple noises and all of the sudden your the loud girl.
Randomize
