Just role played anchorman. And yes, I did take her to pleasure town.
Hypothetical question: If a guy wanted to watch you fuck me, would you be willing to take a long lunch break on Wednesday?
At the same time. Hot men feeding me brownies. In between rounds of sex.
Turns out my drunken logic and wordsmithing isn't quite the same as the sober version. I'm pretty sure I made fun of the managers mom at one point
I just heard "I just let you finger me on Megabus, I clearly don't have standards".
I need more social interactions that don't involve sex
You don't understand. On her lunch break she sits on the roof, stares into the sky, and chain smokes. I can't get on her level. She is made up of java monsters with whiskey and a voice that sounds like sex.
You need to stop crushing on your boss or fuck her.
This guy is selling weed on the train. Like... Straight up. No fucks given.
One does not fall in love, one falls flat on the their face after leaving a bar
HOLY FUCK I almost floated out of the city. Thank god my dog kept me down.
I don't need to marry the guy. I just need some filthy, shameful wish fulfillment sex and then live out the rest of my life on the bean farm.
I can feel your judgement through the phone
I LACK THE NECESSARY BRAIN FUNCTIONS TO BE ABLE TO PROPERLY RESPOND TO THAT
I don't know if I'm more disturbed by the fact that you hooked up with a dude with one arm, or that "hook up with a dude with one arm" was on your bucket list.
Sorry I fucked your cousin. Again. I just wanted him to take me on his boat.
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