so last night was fun and all.. but you might want to get tested
im at a bar with my dad last night and he got hit on more that I did
Boobs. All I remember is boobs.
I asked him where the store BJ's was and he unzipped his pants.
Just threw up off a chairlift. my life is now complete.
my boss made my mugshot into an 'employee of the month' poster.
Managed to convince my mom that I had been home for 3 hours sleeping on the couch downstairs and this t-shirt was your dads. I am SUCH a fucking boss.
Outta milk. Using rum instead for pancake mix. Drunk Thursday is a gooo
i found him! he's on the front porch using a bag of potting soil as a pillow. i forgot i left him there.
It seems like every guy I've hooked up with all end up hanging out together, its like a cult.
tried doing a cartwheel after 10 beers. Guess who has a dislocated shoulder.
Well, I'm at the grocery store wondering whether I exist or not.
Anyhow, I am sorry for being obnoxious about wanting more sex and forcing you to eat lunchmeat off of my ginormous nipples. I knew that you weren't going to succumb to my pushy demands
I told him I felt we were at the point where if I saw him talking to another girl, I'd probably choke him out. So I guess you could say things are getting serious.
Having weed delivered to your door is like having your own personal Santa Claus
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