You brought out the iron board layed it on the ground in the middle of everyone and passed out for the night
you came home soaking wet, and when I asked where your umbrella was, you pulled it out of your bag and were so proud you kept it dry.
He told me he breastfed 'til he was six. That explains the obsession with me getting fake tits. Is it a red flag?
It was like good, clean fun, but with bodyshots.
I don't remember much but I think I'm wearing your underwear, and for that, I am extremely grateful.
Tranny group. Dance off. Horse hair and dicks swinging. I. Cant. Unsee. This.
Don't worry, the house smells like waffles more than sex
your body is your temple. do you really want a bunch of dicks in your temple?
Peeing out the car window on the way home was a nice touch. In December, in Michigan, at 3am. Never seen a girl do that before. Neither had the guy in the minivan next to us.
It's like the dark age of my sex life being stuck here
hooked up with someone last night while wearing walrus pajama pants. clearly I'm accomplishing big things in life
i put frozen meatballs in my drink thinking they were ice cubes and I'm vegetarian wtf
the last thing I remember is taking a pull of ever clear and chasing it with vodka
the guy in front of me in walmart is buying a blowtorch, potato chips, and condoms. I'm curious and horrified at the same time.
Tonights mission: get trashed, smoke a bowl on top of the silo, get some dick. Not necessarily in that order.
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