problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
So I'll spare the details, but I think I discovered I'm lactose intolerant. In my sleep. And you'll be needing new sheets.
there is a time and a place for ass-grabbing and that was not it.
I prob couldn't even get his attention if I had a dick growing out of my forehead
If you were wondering whether I accidentally FaceTime called the undergrad who works for me in lab during a particularly graphic blow job last night, then the answer is yes.
I remember just enough about last night to wish I didn't remember anything.
All I have done at work today is eat and try to get my coworker to tie me to his bed again
Can you send me the pic of me puking with a quesadilla on my shoulder
I asked to see his balls for medical purposes.
The only thing he told me before he passed out was that he is from Buffalo and I'm a bitch.
He referred to his penis as "The Purple Headed Yogurt Slinger." I'm both disgusted and turned on
All I did was call him a fucker when he took my pot. He didn't have to arrest me.
We're both fucking guys named Frank. Our friendship was meant to be.
We stood outside the room listening to them have sex and making meow noises
That's not right, is it?
The last time I saw you you got angry and yelled "WHISKEY DOESNT COUNT" ... I think that's at least a 7 on the hotmess scale.
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