Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
i wanted a birthday blowjob. not a birthday VD.
So apparently when I was 2, I went around drinking everybody's beer at some wedding, then passed out in a corner....
This explains a lot.
I was fucking trucked by the swat team last night on State Street after UK won. But I got a picture with the guy afterwards so I forgive him
crossing my fingers that hitting golf balls off my pourch was a dream and not something that actaculy happened
Got laid last night using the intro line of "rate your hurricane evacuation plan on a scale of 1-10"
posting about faith hill is really not helping you get me into your bed
I'll come hang out with you guys later, but right now my parents aren't home and I have to take full advantage of being able to watch porn on full blast.
He said he actually "met" me for the first time through a picture his housemate had of me, drunk and passed out in a pool of my own vomit, on the floor of his basement.
Well I mean enduring a 45 minute conversation about C-sections was worth the 9 jello shots those soccer moms gave me.
So then we ended up at a bar full of navy SEALs and I got one of them to take his shirt off, then I felt him up
I feel like 31-year old me is 21-year old me's hero
if you're not jumping for joy when you see penis then you're looking at the wrong ones.
Pretty sure we had a civil war reenactment in your kitchen at 4am.
That would explain the cannon.
Thought the acid was fake. Then my reflection didn't move when I did in the bathroom.
I guess I can check "drink alone in the dark" off my bucket list
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