that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
My choices this week make me realize that I need to copyright the term "cock buffet"
I just remembered how awesome your handjobs were in 7th grade, you were a true champ, thank you
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
Its important to me that you know there is a tambourine down my pants.
If I don't at least start a parade that spirals into drunken riots then I'm calling it a fail of a birthday
Come on, without my personality, I'm a pretty good one night stand.
What bar did i puke in last night
by bar you must mean bars and by in you must mean on
Don't forget: you only show your tits for the good beads. Be judicious.
This dude has my number from April last year. Drunk me left sober me a puzzle. No confirmation of pants off business
I am not sure which is more amazing; The fact that she offered me sex, beer AND nachos, or that she can properly use a semi-colon at her current blood alcohol level.
I managed to get through my meeting without throwing up in someone else's office, so there's that for an accomplishment today.
We had sex and he ended up in the hospital... don't know if I should be worried or proud.
I actually haven't slept with anyone in a while. I think my whore phase is just seasonal.
Well statistically J has a 1 in 3 chance of hospitalization when downtown
And a 3 for 3 for disapeearing
Randomize
