He muttered something about having just washed he sheets, then demanded I give him all my quarters.
he pissed his pants, and she still wants to hook me up with him. I try not to date guys with bladder control problems... Unless they're loaded anyway.
So I went home with some chick last night... I'm not sue what's worse: not getting a nut at 5am, the condom breaking and not being replaced, feeling poo when I put my finger in her but, sleeping on a heroin mattress in her living room, her swine flu coughing fit at 7am or realizing she peed the matt at 10am. Actually it was probably the fact that she continuously told me she was the classiest girl in boulder.
I got so high last night I started crying because i couldn't stop thinking about how scary space is
hey remember that time we got really drunk, you tried to find narnia in my refrigerator and passed out in the freezer drawer??
no.
I feel that the whole multiple orgasm thing is god's way of saying "sorry for the childbirth deal"
So my earrings and necklace kept jingling and hitting him in the face, and he told me felt like he was fucking a Christmas tree
I don't care. He smelled like a fucking chilli cookoff
So after I was tied with a feather boa he left me there with KFC and cherry coke
Idk wtf I would do on a date. I thought wed passed that stage at least for a while. Nowadays dates should consist of blackouts and shameful mistakes.
I'm like still hungover from the quinceanera.
She's like a solid nine. Well maybe not a tomorrow morning nine, but she's a nine right now and trying to take me home.
So he noticed that I cut a half inch off of my hair. Guess who just earned himself some road head on the way to the twin cities?
side note: on a scale of 1-10, how bad an idea is it to hook up with 9 cats guy?
I'm going to use this quarantine time to improve my blowjob skills.
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