This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
I just saw Ann slam dunk her puke bag into a trash can on Avenue A. You ladies might want to consider putting the Patron shots down and going home.
I don't remember. Are we still dating?
I managed to throw up 90 feet under water, just removed my breathing tube, puked, put it back in. All inclusive is the way to go.
I just met his wife...she told me they have been having marriage problems and are spending his paychecks on marriage counseling...then she cried on my shoulder...NOW i feel like a bitch.
I have located the smell of the stripper and narrowed it down to 3 girls in class
Dude she threw his clothes out n 8th floor window and her dog tried to bite his dick off. So the answer is yes it could be worse...
Im positive, your name was on my abdomen, Im pretty sure thats solid evidence
all i could think about while he was eating me out was how pretty his eyelashes were
You couldn't find your shoe so you introduced yourself as Cinderella for the rest of the night.
Ahh that explains the text from creepy mike saying he would be my prince charming.
No. I just want to cuddle and talk about our feeling. Of course this a booty call.
Did we almost burn down the bar last night? I guess flaming shots were a bad idea.
Was so drunk I had to masturbate face up cuz I thought I was gonna be suffocated by the pillows.
I have invented a new game to play on campus. It's called "Mormons or Pledges?" It's fantastic.
I made out with a 40 year old and told her we were dating then got kicked out of a gay bar. This is the day I stop drinking.
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