somehow, due in part to drug cocktail and alchl prior to meeting, i blacked out, got home, made total mess of kitchen, broke shower, and made 17 hard boiled eggs
Turns out I'm a social drinker... I just happen to be REALLY social.
Any toy can be an adult toy. Location, location, location.
I an trashes at a wedding. Hotbcousins here I come. Agh.
question - sack: should she or should she not play with it during foreplay?
It's like she bought one bad life decision and got one free
i really appreciated the lovely drunk rendition of whitney houstan's "i wanna dance with somebody" you left on my voicemail.
I just remember being in the bathroom alone cussing out the bunny
Sunday is the day of rest.
As in, whatever liquor is left after last night, you have to drink the rest.
I never thought I'd say this, but I think I just saw the hottest pregnant chick alive.
You strapped the bucket of KFC into the carseat and refused to let me drive over 20 miles per hour the whole ride home. That high.
Running my fingers through my hair is like that scene from Patch Adams where the girl goes swimming in a pool of spaghetti. I love molly.
Also so weird my phone cracked after I repeatedly threw it at the ground as hard as possible
She stripped naked and ran around the outside of the house while I stood by the tent holding her clothes shouting "come back" because I was too drunk to chase her. This is why we can't have nice things.
last night is slowly putting itself back together. Its one giant slutty puzzle, all the pieces are covered in tequila and shame.
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