I woke up this morning in a strange bed with a kid with an accent playing with my feet.
they just tried to tell me they weren't big into drugs. A) it was the 70's. B) I've seen the pictures.
After all you put him through, I think it was only right that you saluted the bartender when you left.
He made me a mix cd. There is obviously something wrong with him.
IS FOOTBALL GONNA SUCK HIS DICK? NO, IT IS NOT
decision: in honor of being in new orleans this weekend all my drunk texts will be en francais
Well he has a girlfriend. So I told him that I wanted to have sex way more than I wanted to be a decent human being.
Something's wrong. Everything's on fire. Unless it was like that before. Then everything's alright.
Tid bit for you to add to your "what to expecting when you're expecting to lose your virginity" book... Sex on nyquil is cheaper and BETTER than sex on esctacy AND you sleep like a champ after so you're not able to think about any bad decisions made.
She left me naked in my bed and without my phone I had her give me her phone number on the calculator on my laptop. It might be fake.
okay the fridge is completely filled only with alcohol. Not even exaggerating. There is no food.
Sometimes I wonder if we're going to make it to 40.
I forced myself to puke in my garbage can, and the next day I bought a new one and burnt the old one. You could say it was a rough night
Didn't want to waste the cheese dust from the white cheddar popcorn, so I gave him a handjob, followed by the most delicious blowjob ever. Win-win.
My one regret (beside the inevitable shit storm that followed) is that now I can't fuck his cute friend.
I felt like the hulk waking up from a black out except with munchies
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