I'm sorry that you just had your first misguided homo experience
Every now and then I'll talk to a creeper for an extended amount of time. Randy, for instance, funded our entire night of horrible decisions.
the worst part of it wasnt him peeing on the xbox. it was when he showed me his penis and made a kissy face at me. THAT was painful.
I'm pretty sure it all started going downhill last night when they suggested I see how much sambuca I could fit in my mouth
Chicken strips. I got my nose broken because of Chicken strips.
I'm beginning to think the only reason I get laid anymore is girls are fantasizing sleeping with my dad...
I took so my adderall all I can do is lie on my floor and stare too hard at my hedgehog. He has 42 spines in the dark spot on his shoulder btw.
Watching boy meets world, drinking left over pink panty droppers and coloring in a my little pony coloring book. This is my Monday night
I wore home his HoHoHo boxers. I've never felt such a connection to an article of clothing.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
Just laying in bed, snuggling my cat, and pondering whether I'd like to attend a swingers party this evening...
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
You chased a rabbit then knocked on a police car and asked the cop "if he saw where that little bastard went."
I haven’t been this excited since I found out they sold cases of Jack Daniels.
Sadly my Summer of Cocks is coming to an end
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