This is how scared I get when I ride roller coasters. And how scared I was when I had to poop when I had herpes.
in a basement doing blow off a prince dvd next to a chick in a saddam mask
i saw the 3rd guy i ever had sex with last night and kept calling him #3
I'm gonna put my relationship status as "widowed" to see if it helps me get some poon.
The bathroom is trashed. Someone took down all the rings of the shower curtain and Scott threw up on the curtain liner. All the soap and shampoo is in the guest bedroom and the lightbulbs are in a drawer. And there are vom footprints.
Okay, thats embarrasing even by my standards and I've thrown up while wearing a viking hat. just a viking hat.
He sent me a Microsoft outlook meeting request to blow him in the storage room at work. I had to accept.
I joked that if anyone could fuck a 35 year old woman while wearing head bands and arm sweat bands it's you and look what happens.
I also have to vacuum the broken noodles out of my suitcase...
I'm gonna give the beer pong table a viking pyre funeral at the bon fire.
sex on a roof was cool and all but that superhero argument was the best part of the night hands down
You would critique a dick pic. Damn art people.
I have photo proof.
Girl, don't care. What's my rule? If I don't remember it, it never happened.
At least he's enough of a gentleman to not make me do the walk of shame dressed as Santa.
He was shirtless in my yard saying he was jesus
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