So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
sticking your finger down your throat to make yourself throw up is bulimia, not morning sickness, so no, I don't think you're pregnant.
dude. FULL moustache. it was like getting head from Tom Selleck
he kept a regular condom in his wallet just so he could comment on how it wouldnt fit before whipping out the magnums. i give him points for the build up
She has a facebook friends list called oops. theres 33 people in it. she said its all the guys she regrets fucking.
She looked at my facebook and decided to bump the security deposit up an extra 250...now we have to destroy the house, its expected and I wouldn't want to disappoint
We almost forgot to tip the maids, so we left the rest of the gin, some tonic water and a lime. They earned it
I guess our biggest consolation is that we haven't woken up in a hottub with a dead dude. Yet.
I owe you a thank you for last night. Only you could go up to a guy, ask if he likes my boobs, and return later to find us in a full on dance floor makeout sesh. Well played.
If it involves mee putting on a bra and discontinuing my 11 am drinking my answer is a polite fuck YOU
All I know is that I woke up with my pajamas on inside out in front of a bowl of watered down kd. Sitting up. I didn't even make it to bed.
I heard a crunch while giving him head. I looked up and he was eating Cheese Itz. So we made a deal that he'd take a hand job so I could eat them too.
we had to follow your trail of clothes to find you.......
Apparently last night I was doing back bends for the guy making my easy mac because clearly it wasn't easy enough for me.
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