I know its small, but please -- stop calling it my "weenis".
Don't know whats worst me sharding on her a bit or her believing me when i told her she did it...
you are not my drinking buddy, you are my drinking enemy.
In either case, seeing now as it's basically two couples, unless we're planning to have a good old fashion orgy I think this isn't going to work out so well.
How exactly do I approach the whole "Well that was fun. Am I purchasing the Plan B or you?" topic?
i spent my morning giving relationship advice to the kid i had sex with on a kitchen table this weekend
I had a 10 minute conversation with the refrigerator, it was telling me how it likes to be opened and closed. Ecstasy, I love you.
All i hear is "BITCH BETTER HAVE MY HONEY" and i turn around and there is a dude in a bear costume. It was fur real.
It's meant to be, Cynthia. You, him, and your developed breasts are meant for each other.
Now that I'm sober, I'm realizing you put your name in my phone as "wowww"
Let's put a bunch of beers in a backpack and shotgun them in a Red Lobster bathroom
Went to take a shower. Brought my wine, forgot my towel.
when in doubt, mount your coworker in the staff room.
YOu just turned down my vagina. Something must be wrong. Vegas changed you!
No pussy. I don't care what time of year it is you do not look tough wearing sandals. Honestly you look like a high school guidance counselor.
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