So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
He didn't know it yet but he was about to go down on me.
At least my shower head will respect me in the morning.
Is there any chance I can see you without pouring vodka on your head?
I only wish the guy being lead around by his cock at the drag show was the weirdest part of my night.
Did I change midway through last night?
Seven times. The most notable outfits were UFC Fighter and Top Hat Viking
I tried to stop that, but then I pulled the leaves out of my panties and went to sleep.
I am trying to take a picture of a man in a wheelchair trying to ship a michael jackson portrait
I really just want to eat 20 mcnuggets and slap everyone with the box when I'm done.
Our first order of business as new roommates was to test the sex acoustics of our rooms. I need a new box spring.
If I ever look like I'm about to have a repeat of last night, hit me. Just smack me as hard as you can.
She showed up after 3 hours and proceded to make us all feel like resonable human beings. I dont know how she did it but she did it.
So, I have realized that I am kryptonite for married men. I'm not sure how to feel about this sober, but drunk me accepts her destiny.
He's talking about feelings now. I don't even know if he came???
I often wonder if we’re introverted extroverts, but I don’t think so. I think we’re just easily tired scumbags
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