it was terrible. i could've done a better job by myself.
worst hand job ever. my dick is about as raw as that sushi your mom wanted me to try.
Needless to say Beer Gardens severly frowns upon playing flip cups with real glasses.
we've progressed from teabagging to lighting eachothers asses on fire. this cannot be a good path.
I'm getting very mixed reviews. One friend told me to stop drinking bc the last 3 times he's heard from me I've either peed my pants, been throwing up, or people have been having sex beside me.
Strangely enough I'm encouraging you to keep drinking for all the same reasons.
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
I'm pretty sure we put the facepaint on during whippets
We made out for three hours. Then she said she didn't sleep with redheads and left the party. So yes, I'm still drinking.
So I vaguely remember making out with you this morning, I think you were on a date?
Remind me tomorrow that I was taking shots of burnetts in the subway line while placing my order
it was good sex until i became a rubber doll and he became a jack hammer, so i guess overall it was good
We've given up. My vagina is tired of constant lonely nights and disappointments. This is our retirement.
There is always the bar, but 2 30 on a Tuesday just screams alcoholism
I'll send you pictures of my nipples so you don't feel left out.
According to my bank account I spent a penny some where
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