I don't understand why we need a holiday to become more aware of boobs...
we've already established he's totally wasted. but now he's just sitting at his computer, doing i don't know what, and he keeps saying "dammmn girl" in a really low whisper
People are suprisingly accepting of someone doing a walk of shame in a toga...
Just bought two budlight beers with a can of tuna at the bar
I woke up naked on the bathroom floor. the tile grout marks on my boobs hurt, i mananged to use a roll toilet paper as a pillow. never again. did we eat salad?
Making and watching you take a mixed shot with vodka, chocolate syrup, tobasco sauce, cranberry juice, and sundried tomato juice wasnt the highlite of my night. Hearing you puking from downstairs was.
Its not really a relationship, its more of a sex for booze program.
All I can remember is being told by a guy named Kyle to stay in the corner until the cops left. Then waking up on a porch outlined in beer cans 8 blocks from my house. Pregaming for college.
I just hit on a guy in a doughnut store... is that too suggestive?
I woke up in some kids room and he introduced me to his friends at breakfast as "Monica" so I just went with it.
He looks like an accountant with a secret kinky candy filled center.
I just jacked off to nostalgia.
I'm not wearing pants, but I'm wearing a tiara.
for future reference, singing eye of the tiger outside my door while i am having sex makes me incredibly uncomfortable
apparently not uncomfortable enough for you to stop
the coup got in the way of sex but inauguration day came thru we did it joe
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