Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
as veruca salt said, "i want it now!"
uhh im not your indulgent father, stoned and im in the middle of making tacos. right now, tacos win
Cure to hiccups..road head..high five
he even offered to make my bed in the morning.
God, you're like boner-b-gone
are we at that level where i can tell you your girlfriends tits looked really good yet?
I'm cleaning my bathroom. That being said I found a klonopin and dropped it and stepped on it. Floor is clean im gonna snort it.
Mike is so stoned. I just heard him quietly mutter to himself "rock a piss" as he walked down the hall to the bathroom
and i'm going to kill you for what you did to my nipples last night. of course i want to hang out
New low: falling asleep with my face in the toilet only to be awoken when my hand slid down and touched the water. It's moments like these I wish I could forget.
Middle of vacation, he walked into an audition for a Broadway musical in a drunken stupor. I think he got the part.
I just want you to know that i deffinately saw the baby clothes, and didn't freak out and still had sex with him. I'm going to hell.
I'm really interested in the size of his penis so report back on that one
i told him the only way i'd fuck him was if he saved me during the zombie apocolypse and took me to a tastefully decorated yet impenetrable hideout.
We still getting married? Or were you day drinking
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