Apparently I mistakenly called the hair club for men at 3am... they called me back this morning.
Great. My funeral dress now smells of smoke and disappointing sex.
even the AIR tastes like tequila.
did we cross streams again? the only thing I remember is seeing a dick
I'm not taking advise from someone who responded to the pickup line "I have a penis"
So apparently we wrote "Lube Shopping" in Paula's diary on every friday for the rest on the year....
After we drank 3, we built a raft out of the empties and installed the fourth submerged In the water to keep it cool. Keg boats are now a thing
To give you an idea, there's a group upstairs trying to break down a door with their fists and heads.
Oh I was gonna ask you the same thing...? It's official ask anyone to see your husbands dick day.
He goes to Columbia so regardless of how he looks I should fuck him right?
I will read books by day and do guys by night. A mental and physical enlightenment, if you will.
Definitely ended up doing Coke with Chewbacca in the porta potty behind the haunted house.
Oh. Why can't it be something easy, like a punch card for blowjobs?
i feel like doing his laundry was not included in the job description when we became fuck buddies.
You fell asleep while I was sucking your dick
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