this is like her 8th guy since december, is she wasn't frumpy people would call her a whore
she was talking to me but i could help but stare at the extremely long hairs on her boobs. then she says, "your looking at the hair on my boobs aren't you"
Well then I realized I had a bigger problem when I woke up a long board.
WHY IS EVERY MAN IN THIS CITY GAY? IS IT SO BAD TO WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT BY A REALLY HOT STRAIGHT MAN FOR A NIGHT?
on the way home I asked you what exit we get off at and your answer was "just like the goldfish"
Recycling my beer bottles from breakfast counts for earth day, right?
I wonder what chicks would think if they learned that when we add them on fb we email their bikini pics to each other.
I wasn't that drunk, I know my limits. When peeing became difficult I stopped taking shots.
I rang in the new year by giving a lap dance to a Lutheran minister in a roomful of people including his wife. Jesus would be proud.
I'm looking at some sugar baby profiles to get some insight on what we're up against.
C'mon. I'm still an alcoholic at heart, regardless of its broken or not
someday i'll meet a woman who will love me for my marvelous breasts and ignore my many character faults.
I'm never going out with the ashleys again. it was whoreible. terrifyingly whoreible.
Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.
Definitely went to court without a bra and panties because Mr. LastNight’s dog stole them. I guarantee you I was the only lawyer going commando in court
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