Played the LOTR drinking game last night. Ended up in boxers running thru the lot at ross's place screaming "for frodo"
Before I dignify that with an answer, let me get this straight. You're asking me if I wiped my ass on the towels?
I am fine. Katie thinkr i broke things pole dancing. I am coherant.
No. I want to vom filet mignon and ziti bits everywhere and my body feels like I ran a cock triathalon. I feel less triumphant and more like death.
Rosemary is literally sitting on the ground holding on to the rug because she thinks she is going to fall if she lets go. We smoked way too much.
Our room will be decorated with my urine.
We laughed. We cried. We came everywhere.
Either that or he's gagged in a strangers trunk right now.
Well I suppose either way he's learning a pretty tough lesson right now.
I think id rather titty fuck an A cup than deal with what happened tonight again. shits depressing
is that a sigh of girlish delight, or "sigh...I'm having a herpes outbreak'
Can't it be both?
He told me he loved me and then peed his own bed. So at least it was a memorable one night stand.
He's going to find out eventually, but really what's he going to do? Cry about it and buy another fucking kitten??
You bring me burritos. Of course I text you during sex
I just accidentally deep throated a popsicle in front of my parents
... and this time i WILL NOT make out with anyone dressed as batman.
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