Omg I def was not. I wasn't that drunk. I showed that I stuff my bra but I didn't whip my tit out.
well thats why i like him. because he makes you happy. on the other hand i think he masturbates too much while texting you.
U have to come, I miss the sound of you throwing up.
never underestimate the power of walking into a bar alone in uv cat makeup.. took home a seven foot man
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
We'll talk about this tommorrow when I'm not mistaking my fingers for French fries....
Shit, my parents are coming over and I just realized that a grinder is not an acceptable paperweight
Also I found and fixed my beer gun.
How long until you're healed?
Physically? A week or so. Emotionally? The scars of dislocating my knee at a frat and flashing my panties to the whole crowd wi never heal.
I would just like to say that I was the one who said that we should find scissors, when they were cutting your hair with a kitchen knife. I am responsible.
I still feel bad for it, even though I technically only videotaped it and helped will to distract the questioning neighbor
The dentist walked in on me trying to bottle some laughing gas to take home with me. That high.
Is she blowing you? I'm in the closet.
Not to make this awkward, but if we ever have sex (perhaps drunkenly), all i'm gonna be able to think about is how sexy our kids would be.
Just finished 151. Eating nutella off a spoon. Bring condoms.
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
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