So..he puked on my dress and I had to walk back to the dorms in his little sisters Scooby Doo pajamas.
I don't know you.
maybe if you didn't yell 'buh duh duh da duh da dats all folks' when you came she wouldn't have left last night
If a "boob" guy and an "ass" guy are discussing which you are better qualified for....just let them
I feel like a pizza delivery girl of vagina tho
I'm dressed as a caveman and drunk so that's not really an option
He ate the contents of an ashtray and didn't puke, I think he can handle drinking a fifth to himself.
I haven't had to masterbate since I started dating him over a year ago. I don't even know if I remember how and my vagina is calling.
I puked on his mom. Not my proudest moment
To keep it classy I will take a pregnacy test on Mother's Day
Probably won't be invited back there again considering last time his purebred corgi ate my pot brownie and had to be rushed to the hospital.
And they're not making a turkey. My cousin was "hoping to shoot a bird this week"
We could have mediocre awkward sex or mediocre stunted/awkward/uncomfortable banter. The possilities are relatively finite
Who the fuck just called me and played funkytown
I literally ended up in this basement and was tangoing w my friend and then I peed in a supply closet and had to be put to bed
oh and i figured out why we kept smelling vomit. ive got vomit on my socks. putting the heater on my feet was not the best of ideas.
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