The walk of shame has never felt more glorious... I think it's the somberero
Vibrator and massage oils got stopped at security. Super.
First night in the new apartment. There are 12 people here i don't know, Tequila, and a crying girl locked in our bathroom. I think the apartment christening is complete.
apparently it was the return of drunk burrito sex.
you came here, splled a bunch of margaritas, hung up a picture of yourself and then left
I rarely go in there. Unless it's for mini cadbury eggs and whiskey.
sleazy september. first one with mono loses.
it's ok. he made up for it by standing there and holding my purse while i made out with three guys at the bar. it was a pretty good night.
It wasn't until like 4 and when we got off the phone you said god was summoning you back into the bar
Sometimes crazy just comes naturally. I don't need booze to say that on occasion I feel the need to rip off my asshole and throw it against the fridge to see if it sticks.
I have a hunch Mama J got around.
Am I allowed to say that about my own mom?
My dick looks like crazy bread
pics are now mandatory
FYI: Brian said he left me in the bathroom Friday night to shower and 45 minutes later found me with a towel around my head, my pants on and holding my boobs. No more Jell-O shots for me.
I had one beer! ONE BEER! They took shots in mourning of my tolerance last night. My ability to drink is a joke.
These guys are just fucking with my heart instead of fucking me. They're fucking up.
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