it's circumsized.
I think this conversation is over.
He passed out so we kept throwing water on him, he got excited and asked if we were at the wave pool.
Life's too short to consider the larger psychological underpinnings of my lust.
Do you think the guy at the front desk was watching us last night? Although we were in a public pool, therefore our tits were free game.
Thanks man, but unless some hot chick comes in to work with a case of beer and offers me a head job, I'm pretty much screwed for New Years
God only knows how I ended up there doing crown royal shots to the titanic and insighting a bar wide shit fest when I asked the dj to play levels
I did the mature thing and subtweeted that bitch. She follows me so she'll see.
Also, upon examining the photos, I have concluded that you were the sloppiest drunk girl of the night. And that's saying something considering Hurricane Jessica was in town.
Shit. I'm suppose to call the bank but I'm too high to talk numbers.
It's snowing in May and there was a law school party at the strip club. The end is near.
Nothing says happy valentines day like waking up to a naked man you hooked up with taking a walk of shame
we had a "who's sex playlist is better?" fight.....
Why make bad decisions when I can watch you?
Wait an hour then go and untie him. Bring toilet paper and some spare underwear. Want anything from Starbucks?
I will not go because I am a man of my word and of my penis.
Randomize
