Ugh I just know that when I take off his pants his underwear will have Megan's Law written all over them.
Update: no underwear. Greeeeen light.
the best part about tonight...knowing when i wake up in the morning his car will still be full of packing peanuts..and mine wont
we are cooking lunchables pizzas on a fire pit.
I love watching others lives come down to our level.
i just realized that fran drescher is the 90's version of a guidette.
Fuck that. I'm not afraid to die. I'll prove you can survive on a bagel bites and rum diet.
What do you want to swallow. Press 1 whiskey press 2 rum
Nope, can't do it. It's a snowball effect. Today, leggings as pants. Tomorrow, female hitler. Natural progression.
Do you still speak french? one of two girls I woke up with only speaks french...
Omphalophobia is a real thing. don't ever fucking touch my belly button again dude
Spending the night with him made me realize that stupid people both irritate and fascinate me, so I'd say it equaled itself out.
Holy shit last night was like the irresponsible Olympics for me
I think I just got buffalo sauce on my penis. Is that a turn on or off?
Also what’s the official rule on washing one guy’s jizz off my back before I go out with another guy? That I should?
Such a shame we didn't work out. We would've been a power couple producing NFL linemen :/
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