She kept calling me her DD, which I assumed meant designated driver, so I was confused because I don't even have a car. Found out later it means designated dick. It's what her and her friends use as code for the guy they want to hook up with at the end of the night. I feel so used.
You said you didn't deserve to walk so you started crawling down to your room
I just witnessed someone getting head in the parking garage. Don't ever tell me Baylor is too conservative again.
No big deal, we were just two friends having sex. It's perfectly normal we don't remember. Water under the sex bridge,
You kept apologizing for not offering me some of your Whisky, which you referred to as "Jesus Nectar".
Every time I think about it I can feel His toe in my mouth and I gag, I'm scarred for life.
I watched her follow him out of the bar, chase him around the corner and literally throat punch him. It was awesome.
He had "Bad Bitches Only" tattooed above his dick. I don't know his name but I hope I find him again. I also don't feel that I lived up to the challenge.
We had half a pitcher of beer left and he asked us if we wanted a to-go cup. Fuck yeah we want it to-go.
Omg just opened my passenger side door and my outfit from last night is on the floorboard.
We hooked up with 2 friends last night as always and she stole their fucking cocaine and I just had to drive to their house and make her give it back to him hahshshahahah only me
What the hell man, you basically stole my girlfriend with a bucket of KFC.
He wanted to watch the vow, cuddle, and not have sex. An upgrade is in order.
We're doing a team debriefing of Saturday night in group text right now. As 75% of the female presence at that party we saw some shit.
Other than unclothed paranormal encounters, how has your day been
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