smell like capt'n and strawberry champagne
One question: Why is your trash can full of blood and pop-tarts?
You going to have to be more specific than the night we blew an 8ball off the toilet..
We had sex under a tree in his boss's backyard, then I hooked up with his best friend. I don't even care how I got home.
am i so blindsided by his great personality that i'm hooking up with an ugly guy?
i thought you knew
I think i smell like relationship. That's my problem.
We are getting high tomorrow and being statues at the cafeteria. Come find us.
He's upstairs shouting 'FUCK OFF I'M IN MY MOTHERFUCKING ZEN ZONE' out of the window.
He was on my bed looking at me like a sacrifice to the gods of gay sex and he's definitely a bottom. Like Jesus Christ a really, really great ass of a bottom.
Didn't shower and drew a couple dicks on my face before I went to work. Boss sent me home. Sacrificed my dignity for a 3 day weekend with you guys.
I appear to have wine on my toes. I am really not clear as to how this happened. I'm gonna have a little lie down.
So I just had breakfast and then sex in a parking garage before he went to school and thus I am loving my life
Breaking news: when you're gone every towel is a dick towel
I think I was high. I asked a dude at chillis if they had a cereal buffet
woke up between a girl's legs. make your own conclusion.
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