Nope, didn't see her. We left when you told us you were going to make the " big beef burrito supreme" even more supreme and you took your dick out.
you threw your tampon into someones open car window...while they were driving.
Dating my ex's drug dealer.. best. revenge. ever.
I drove you home. there is no excuse for wrecking your car 3 hours later.
he pulled a hernia and i had to get the morning after pill. you tell me how our valentines day went.
I feel like someone was just looking at my memory and took out an eraser and was like "nope he doesnt need that"
The theme is smores and alcohol. Dress appropriately.
Nope, I'm sticking to passive aggressive punishments. Like mismatching his socks and cumming on his leather couch. OCD is so wonderful.
You meet the best people naked in a hot tub at 2 am.
Plus he is a pilot so I could give him flight dome
Idk maybe I'll talk to him once he gets out of jail just to yell at him and get my strawberry ice cream back.
he's like crack. I can't be in the same room with him while drunk and not do him.
She couldn't find her toothbrush so I had to wait while she sucked on the 12 peppermints she found under the couch. Pretty resourceful for her level of intoxication.
He's a college graduate, has an excellent job, and respects his family. To say nothing of his 8.5 inch cock. His narcolepsy not withstanding...I'm marrying this motherfucker.
Santi's no longer allowed to buy booze in my lane. Last thing I need is a midlife crisis looking at his Id again.
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