i lost my life and panties somewhere between the 15th and 16th round of slap the bag.
I drew a venn diagram at the top of my final comparing stuff i know and stuff on the test.
he was shitfaced drunk and couldn't walk but could still recite the top 10 in order from the first season of american idol. impressive
Only you can can turn Jenga into a drinking and then a sex game.
lets be honest. she's not NEARLY as much fun to fb creep since she got out of rehab...
Most likely. calling 911 isnt usually something i do the first time i hang out w. someone, but hey. its a good story now.
Just spiked the bong with a ludens cough drop with hopes it soothes my throat after i rip it.
he was cumming and all I could think about was the pathway of sperm the in penis. thanks a lot nursing
We're doing it in the traditional way of discussing why we dislike each other while sharing a bowl. Just like the natives do.
No he exists. Who else tells me no matter how drunk I am to pull out. He's watching over me so my bastard doesn't get created.
So everything was good he was big spoon I was little spoon and then I got peed on
i almost threw up on his dick. its like icarus, flew too close to the sun. except the sun is his dick and my throat was icarus
Nothing like a little chlamydia diagnosis to ring in the new year
I'm never celebrating Galentine's Day again. It was a whorrific mess.
4 pharmacies and not one had Plan B. If this is gods way of telling me it's time for a child, he can fuck off.
Randomize
