So gin and wine won't be happening again
Just think about it this way, every time you work Sunday, it's another $75 and that equals another hooker when we go to Amsterdam.
I'm coming over to use your dick. I need to take my aggression out on something. Hope that's cool.
I'm going to make him fall in love with me one blow job at a time.
he said i was so drunk that i shared a urinal with him and we simultainiously peed
You grinded and hooked up with a middle aged tiger woods look-a-like with manboobs. Tequila isn't for you.
Here's the thing, you got road head in two different cars tonight. You feel lucky yet?
Ugh. I guess I'm crying loudly or something. My mom just came in and gave me milk, chocolate, a Xanax, and her weed "for the break up blues". Her ways of affection are so odd.
Only you could make a stripper uncomfortable by eye fucking her too much.
You also proposed and then tried to jack me off
Well. At least he's a gentleman. A gentleman satanist.
All you need is a handful of lube and an open mind
If Denver makes it to the Super Bowl I'll quit drinking. So I'm pretty much stocking up on booze
Let's not share with anyone else in the apartment of how we simultaneously peed in the kitchen sink last night.....
I'm currently using a band-aid to cover my bar stamp from last night while I ask my professor for an extension. That's a sign of getting more responsible, right?
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