So I just did the walk of shame at dunkin... A lady told me me I was really dressed up and I told her I was going to a luncheon.
After me and my boyfriend broke up I had to resist the temptation to send a mass text to my booty calls saying "thank you for your patience. it will be rewarded."
idk how it happened. she made a very smooth transition from crying to blowing me
So two questions...why am I covered in muffins and are there pictures of this.
If she's telling you consent laws theres probably a reason
I feel like hell. The amount of black beans I found in my hair tells me I hit rock bottom
No. I didn't know. I thought mid afternoon shots meant the day could only get better.
then he tried to tell me how many times he had seen Scott's dick. his estimate was about 180 times. he thought I didn't understand.
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
He showed me a picture of his baby hamsters and I called them "Mammal McNuggets"
i'll llet you know if at any point this night starts to make any sense
Wanna play whack-a-mole in my pants?
Your word choices worry me.
I seriously doubt this is the first time pumpkin pie has led to a booty call.
She's asleep in a fisher-price toy car
her and her boyfriend kept giving me coke ad kissing me talking about my awesome boobs
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