I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
the reason why you were crawling on your hands and knees from room to room last night was because you thought the ceiling fans were chasing you...
that makes sense.
There is still throw up in my sink from before break. God I missed this place
Try not to bring up the fact that I woke up and couldn't find my pants... He might get the wrong idea.
I'm really debating making a second facebook. Same name only with DRUNK at the end. That way I can keep the guys I only talk to when I'm drunk on that facebook and only go on it when im drunk.
you were trying to control your nosebleed while having someone hold your four loko while you drank it through a straw. all at the same time. that is commitment.
Plus now I feel weird sleeping with you. It's like shooting a three legged deer. It's already at a disadvantage and couldn't get what it's full potential deserves.
Just had to double check that I had pants on. THAT kind of weekend.
I think you just described to us the most perfect drunken fairy tale that has somehow never been written
just so it's not awkward when you get here, you and my dog have the same name.
Hahaha nice
I woke up at her place in a kids bed hearing Sesame Street. She doesn't have kids!
Dude get over here. Steven brought super soakers filled with colored vodka.
thank god my bra was in my purse... were all good
You where banging on the wall asking us where we hid the door...you then crawled under the deck thinking you'd be safe. I told you to eat the nachos before the party...I told you.....
She has my name on her bucket list. I’m either getting laid or killed
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