no, its his 'welcome back from rehab' party.
They're making scrambled eggs at 2 in the morning... with rum
It's sad that my net worth at the moment is 4 beers
I'm ultimately at thr Shariton to drink and ppssibly puke on fancy shit. Thats my story and Im sticking to it.
Let's not refer to him as Dustin. That makes him seek like a real person, not just a dick I would like to experience.
You played "let it burn" by usher 28 times, knocked over the 36 gallon fish tank, and passed out in the kitchen. Yeah...That drunk.
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
That awful moment when there is no more beer and you find yourself considering tequila and aloe juice.
Come over. Bring cocaine. And my t shirt with the dolphin on it.
Nah it's alright, I'll just ride cock all the way to hell
He said he loves me but he haven't eaten me out yet. So I don't think he means it.
At least your road beer policy is responsible. Well, relatively speaking.
I may or may not of seen my high school physics teacher making out with my old high school boyfriend at the bar last night
I'm like, not good at living.
I know you want to take a pregnancy test, but could you wait until Sunday so it doesn't ruin our weekend
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