So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
the more pounds shes got the more points. bonus points awarded for specialty moves used. aka broken cowboy, tobogan, dutch oven, or brazilian fake out.
And then falling down drunk the next morning, concussing yourself and splitting your head open?
That was pretty sad, but you more than made up for it by using "concussing" in a sentence
but instead of smelling like hand cream and homemade cookies, she smells like a yeast infection.
i googled "the goonies drinking game." i may be alone, but i'm living the college dream.
Would you like me to write a persuasive essay on how you should let me suck your dick?
Grad practice is like a live scrapbook of my drunken sexual encounters
I just saw a group of 50+ year old women all wearing shirts that said "drink up, bitches" ...please tell me that can be us some day.
Edward fifth and chaser hands
Apparently from about 3-5AM I was consoling that crying stripper about her life choices.
New one-upper goal: I have to shit off the side of a moving train then jump off
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
i think ive crossed the line from sexually frustrated to sexually furious
I think my pussy is going to freeze to the ground
her idea of a romantic time is a bottle of jager, some Guacamole and chips.
can't go wrong with guac.
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