So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
As a general rule, drunkenness and gymnastics do not mix.
I knew it was time to stop when you guys were playing a drinking game called "every three steps take a drink"
Were you rubbing your penis on me while I slept? I smell like penis.
Also, any YOLOwl-related sex photos will result in you winning ten orgasms, courtesy of myself, as well as sweets and bacon-based dinner. All entrants welcome
you walked in on him eating me out and screamed SHE'LL BREAK YOUR HEART BRO before body slamming on the ground and passing out on the floor
I just gave an orange Froot Loop the finger for falling on the floor instead of my mouth when I was pouring a mini box of cereal into my face.
She looks like a beluga.
I want to splash her with water and when she screams say "I didn't want you to die. You looked parched"
you can't get cum all over my hair and then tell me you just want to be friends
I curse you to think about Guy Fieri whenever you have sex with your lady.
I jus want to remember tomorrow how proud I was tonight for wearing my rainbow leggings as a long sleeved shrug I feel like fucking MacGuyver
i cant believe the cop was fine with you saying no we are in a hurry when he asked to search your car
An old Grimace plushie came to life and gave me a pretty knife. I'm never doing acid again.
Legal advice please. Can you sue someone for jerking off to photos of you?
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