I'm in a strip club that reminds me of a crack house from the 80's.
Bring booze and chicks. Separate, or one already in the other. Your call.
the next morning i told him i was impressed that he remembered my name. he said it wasn't that hard when "tracy
dear sober me, don't br the first to open the fridge in the morning
the recent google searches were "were can i buy a porn horse, why does my heart hurt after drinking, and orlando's teen night..." your thought process perplexes me
New game: Step 1) Turn on ESPN. Step 2) Drink every time someone says "LeBron."
He was visibly upset that you'd rather eat nachos than have sex with him.
Indeed. Apparently I called my sisters and told them I wouldn't get arrested because it's not a real sword.
I just found out that I slept with Kate Gosselin's publicist back in June . Brb I have to wash myself endlessly.
Obviously he considers you not fucking him as fucking up. Thus making him fuck up. Based on this I believe he should be disqualified from the race to your vagina.
What's the mantra for Sunday?
I will not have sex with him.
Besides you're a Tennessee fan and it'd be against my religion to have your penis inside me today.
I smelled him yesterday and almost relapsed he's like cocaine
The part where he comes over and ignores you isn't what makes me mad about that story... It's the fact that he ate your tacos, AND THEN proceeded to ignore you. That's cold hearted.
And I broke things off with Justin last night. Except I texted him while he was asleep and then I was like well, that's probably not what he wants to wake up to, so I sent him a picture of the coconut I microwaved and caught on fire when I was really high one time.
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