So I thought I was slick leaving his room this morning all incognito. Little did I know I was wearing his football jersey with his name across the back... stilettos & my bra was left behind. never seeing that again
my head feels like I tried to put alcohol out of business last night
I almost punched the night nurse in her face. I woke up and she was standing over me.
I also have a full keg. I'm thinking about crashing a party, they can't get mad if I bring a keg of beer.
Ikeep having to ask jim if I'm actually talking. I canmt feel my body...this is what Christmas is all about
Also. I plan to spend time with you at boomers, high, teaching ourselves how to pee standing up.
I have a diplomatic trade for you. My pants for your rum. Tomorrow?
ask me again when I'm sobewr aka tuesday
Side note: the physics of a guy my size and age getting laid in the backseat of a Toyota Camry are absolutely staggering
I can never have sex in Utah again. The altitude had me breathing like a fat kid going up stairs.
I need dunkaroos back in my life.
Good, I've got all this booze. It's intimidating to be in the room alone with it..
So, looks like I managed to leave my bra in the boardroom after all the sex. FML.
wyd
Laying here debating on if i want a sandwich or an orgasm.
I choose my mates solely based on size and ability. No cuddles. No sleep overs. Definitely no repeats.
Randomize
