I wish i could convert my hornyness to productiveness. I would have written a fucking book by now.
to cover up your slurred speech you tried talking like the creepy old man from family guy
She paints her nails the color of the sheets of the last guy she slept with
Still bad at ganbling. Still good at dringing.
Things we need. Powerade. Water in fridge. Mixers for vodka. And reality checks.
i wish his balls had a scratch and sniff sticker elsewhere so i would know before i even went down there
I got written up at work for smelling like sex and vodka. Still not sure how they put that into professional terms.
No. I just want to cuddle and talk about our feeling. Of course this a booty call.
Would you like season tickets to my vagina?
My heart stopped for a sec, but I snorted what I believe was cocaine off the floor, and I'm back in the fight
He drunkenly stumbled over to me and told me my "crotch looks spectacular tonight"..... i think this could work
It's like my life is one of those movies where after a bunch of outlandish events that only happen in a movie the girl realizes her true life calling and lives a great life with a sexy man of multiple races. But I'm stuck in the fucked up part where 25 year olds come in their pants.
I grinded with the guy who brought the scooter, I'm leaving with success
But I only have 2 emotions angry and horny
Ok so I need a recap of last night...
YOU SPENT SIX DOLLARS AT NICKEL BEER NIGHT!!! How's that
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