My e-date is really photogenic. Real-life not so much
There is something about drinking on a golf course and getting with younger women that just really makes me feel at home.
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
I didn't cheat on him. Cheating means finding out. I made sure he was at work first. After the guy left I got shitfaced just so nothing seemed out of the ordinary when he came home.
hickory dickory dock, please dont tell me about your cock
Based on the pics I have taken of hookups while they were passed out or sleeping, I have scientifically concluded that no two vagina lips are the same. They are like snowflakes.
What's the appropriate way to phrase "If you ever leave your wife give me a call. But we can still have sex periodically until then."??
I think this girl gave me a handjob thinking that I would help her with her cell phone bill
omg. that's awesome
he just hooked up with some chick in a bedroom upstairs so I just went to sleep in the pantry closet...
My office already closed tomorrow. I'm bout to get drunk and build a muh fuckin fort. I shall call it "Fort Fuck You, Sandy, You Fuckin Bitch"
idk the fact that her roommate had a sign that said "enter without knock, exit without cock" makes me really NOT want to go steal her pot.
But now he's gone and I'm exhausted and my vagina is yelling at me and I want a cheeseburger
Man I can't wait till Thursday if strippers and beer are what you consider "research"
Can't beat it when the local bar sends you off with a loaf of bread on the way out the door.
She deleted me on Facebook. I think it's safe to say that she knows I fucked him now.
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