the best thing about dollar beer night is beer is only a dollar.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
why does he think he needs to feed/take me out to get some ass? we are at a bar wasting my fucking time
And then he told me he had the vodka, but he was still in line at WIC for the juice.
He told me I took off my shirt, asked for the latino thunder and jumped on him. I want to question this but it sounds too much like me.
You're the only person I know who would say "we'll play it by ear" referring to a threesome
he just sent me a pic of him naked with a bucket of margarita mix hanging off his dick
That's because "bed time" is my sex playlist. If you're trying to fall asleep use "nap time"
I'm going to shower the piss off me now. I feel like I was in an R. Kelly dream.
I sent him a naked picture of me with the caption "I lost at beer pong, this was a dare. Hope your nights going as good as mine" I've never talked to him in my life, this is a strange way to start.
If I'm going to risk life and limb to wear a Wings jersey to the Garden next week, the least they can do is win.
And the most would be ending up in bed with one of them.
He texted me at 3am that you cut your hand at the bar and were bleeding all over.
I woke up to a text thinking you bled out at a bar, turns out you got your butthole licked.
In an unrelated matter, im gonna eat you out so much later.
Your dick is the only reason I have motivation to come back to school today
you bounced a quarter off my butt and it came back hitting you in the eye. karma, bitch.
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