I told her we could go facebook official. If she ups the oral.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
Nothing like an old fashioned, wine fueled, anxiety-cry in the shower to start off finals week.
It's 6 a.m. ... what the hell.
All i remember about last night is holding a bottle of bacardi and screaming challenge accepted!
I'm calling it the Friendlationship with Benefits Zone.
I greatly enjoy being related to her. Even if is it only by a penis.
Bringing families together since 1987
Nope. I've found you care about two things in life: your momma and spreading your seed.
I CAN FEEL MY HEART BEATING MY WHOLE BODY
I just connected with one of your drug dealers on LinkedIn.
I'm sending him pics of me in my new lingerie telling him to come over and when he gets here I'll have changed into like sweats and a 5 year old shirt with ketchup stains on it
There it is. Caramel-coated dick. Someone is getting a yeast infection later.
I don't know which is worse, the fact that his name is Kevin or the fact that he has a pornstache.
I thought you were dead but then you asked me if your tits looked good. They did.
Do you remember trying to sleep under the pool table while wearing a reflective vest?
Nope.
You kept saying you had to be safe.
Ok so I need a recap of last night...
YOU SPENT SIX DOLLARS AT NICKEL BEER NIGHT!!! How's that
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