Woke up this morning at my parent's house. No idea how I got here... what happened last night? Was it bad?
We using my standards or yours?
The way you explained my vagina was exactly the way I would of described my breakfast burrito.
Be careful down there, Shane may have pooped on the carpet.
i stopped calling them hangovers and started calling mornings a long time ago.
see if i had a dick i'd definitely smack people in the face with it
My last memory involves me naked in a mens's bathroom stall. I really hope my date was with me.
At what point in my life did a night that has strippers, belly dancers, tequila and a midget become "average"?
I think I'm just going to up-end a bottle of wine and look through pictures of what my life used to be.
Sorry, not ignoring you.. We broke open the other piñata left from cinco de mayo and it was filled with condoms, mini booze bottles, and those little party horn things you blow into. You'll forgive me when we're fucking for days with all these free condoms.
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
I still can't believe that I ate McDonald's off of my chest in his bed...
Cross faded me is not the classiest.
No not at all haha I wish there was a picture of that
I think the best course of action at this point is to cut his balls off to get him to stop reproducing
Blowing lines in the bathroom and trying to get into the mindset of someone who wants to be at work for 12 hours
I am praying to every god I can that he drank so much that he won't even remember me
Now that you have a boyfriend, can I have my vibrator back?
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