she calls it her "sourpuss" because everyone makes that face when they see it.
I finally got her to squirt but it wasnt a stream, it came out in the form of mist. I felt like I was in rainforest cafe.
then again I'm sitting on a tree stump completely naked in the dark listening to some type of glee soundtrack.
Just threw up at the bar from the heat. Fun change of pace.
We had sex after spending two hours in the drunk tank. It was really deep and meaningful
But then he started to talk about his wedding he wants and I quote " and yes parts will be choreographed"
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
Oh god the guy I took underwear from at the bar is trying to add me as a friend on facebook now.
Clusterfucked is a frowned upon word in work related emails
And now for everyone's least favorite sport... Drunk babysitting.
There is a direct correlation between gooch size and male fertility. Science.
You can achieve whatever you wish in your imagination with some help from drugs
I just did a shot of Jameson and two shots of cuervo. Note: this is the moment things went down hill
I have no concept of chastity or moderation, she is a Catholic guilt poster child, how could I not try to hit that
I don't know why this person would ask for help. It sounds pretty OK to me. Also, I'd steal those bagpipes.
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