Sorry if I'm being weird. I'm dipping doritos in cabernet.
Just looking for some anal play. An attempting to read atonement. The highbrow/lowbrow divide is striking.
He corrected me on my grammar when I came. Fuck English majors.
He just said he was the Jesus of alcoholics.
He did not want a thank you for helping me move in bj. I don't know how to thank him now.
He said i looked like a shooting star sprawled out on the floor while i puked and i kept blaming "senor cuervo" for doing me dirty.
and I keep making him eat me out and buying me presents, this is paradise. I wish he cheated on me earlier.
after further investigation i found out he's a little bit married..
He is like a dragon that makes me want to spread my butt cheeks, so he can fill me with hot fire.
Trust me. Drunk Scrabble is not a good idea. Arguments over the legitimacy of the word "Pickle" break out, things are said, friendships are ruined. It's ugly.
I haven't been that free with the boobs since I was 19. I'm putting them away for a while.
If you insist
The one guy literally flopped my boob out. Yes I insist.
There was nowhere else for me to go. I'm like the island of misfit toys but I'm hot.
At one point, the bartender wrote out the words "please kill me" on some receipt paper and slid it across the bar to me.
woke up this morning and she was gone. but she left a box of donuts on the counter with a note saying "for all the 'o's you gave me last night"
How's work going?
Boring. I have a cat on a leash right now
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