I probably wouldn't hook up with him if I had to deal with more than his penis. i think cumulatively we are up to a minute of actual conversation this week.
It's like alcoholism for beginners at my kitchen table.
no seriously, she's legit pissed i'm late to lunch because i was watching full house. there's obviously no future here.
The last thing I remember is sitting in a chair and him hand feeding me bell peppers
No we just stood in the kitchen and laughed for 2 hours about how funny the popcorn noise was.
I told her my cab was outside the club and that I had to go, but I think we both knew this wasn't going anywhere past the sloppy bathroom handjob.
I've been called an asshole for a lot of things in my life, but I never thought it would be because of potatoes
Like if it it's practical for your sexual health I'm allergic to it AKA REGULAR CONDOMS
he's the only real guy friend I've had who I've never made out with
somehow a ride to walgreens turned into a threesome.
the next thing I knew, I was on the floor of a Tim Hortons bathroom in Canada.
So high that I just walked into class, late, sat down in my desk, and tried to buckle my seatbelt.
Quote of the night award goes to my father "I like wearing my swim trunks around the house because they are cooler and more blousy for my balls". Yay dad
He came into my room last night and started peeing underneath my desk, I told him the bathroom was the next door over.
It was just a hint of nipple. I kept it classy!
Do you even hear yourself?
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