If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
She had a bottle of NAIR in her bathroom, but she clearly hadn't been using it.
Successfully pulled the houdini tonight. Check that off my list.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
for once, the $56 i am about to pay for plan b was actually worth the sex.
some crying dude holding an empty fifth of burnetts just showed up at our door and asked 'do i live here?'
at one point i was feeding a guy sour cream chips and he made me make the "choo choo" noise as they were going in. \ni feel so much closer to him now.\n
Like lay upon bear skin rugs, drink brandy and reminisce of the yesteryear's before a majestic fire place? Because those are my plans.
He only had napkins in the bathroom... no toilet paper. If I fuck him, am I settling?
So hungover. I'm getting too old for trolloping around in disco shorts going shot for shot with well behaved underclassmen in an effort to lure them to the dark side of alcoholism and liver failure.
He's not messing around tonight. 4 fist pumps.
Ps I think male models just broke down outside or maybe gay German sex travelers
I ask him how he's going, like life and stuff, and he responds "20-0 pats"
Could be all of this cough syrup, but I’m ready to fuck 2018 up!
Be careful, there is sex in the air.
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