Afterall, it is the real San Francisco treat
Nothing ended up happening last night because he couldn't get my overalls or fanny pack off. I woke up this morning with one strap over my overall shorts on, my fanny pack wrapped around my chest, and the baby doll still tied to my hand. Ugh white trash parties!
Did I get blown in the bathroom? Yes. Did she throw up cranberry juice on my shorts? Yes. Did she finish the job? Yes.
walked into the kitchen nd asked my mom what smells like tuna she replies" your sister" now i cant eat tuna...EVER!!!
Well I don't think you could recreate that hangover if you tried. It was like the perfect storm of hangovers.
You said that "grilled cheese was much to complex" and started to throw the buttered bread at the wall while eating all the cheese.
I just want to like rub my face on his abs
I need help
I picked up a chick last night on crutches wearing a I am boobman tshirt. I love raves.
so when he he finally wandered back into the room it was with a pound of cream cheese which he ate in 5 minutes flat and then passed out
So apparently I initiate sex in my sleep
As a gentleman whose genital hole is relatively small, you could imagine my reaction
I wish I could send you one of those donuts I had. Like teleport it to you. Because it would change your life
DONT YOU DARE YELL AT ME. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TRIED TO PAY FOR THE CAB WITH YOUR PANERA REWARDS CARD.
So her ex boyfriend came up a lot in conversation while I was fucking her. Is that weird?
Who the fuck has a conversation during sex?
location: under the moon. please find me. need ride home.
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