Played the LOTR drinking game last night. Ended up in boxers running thru the lot at ross's place screaming "for frodo"
clearly I should have checked to see if he was an NRA member before I went back to his house and woke up in Heston's haven.
his mom and I have the same butterfly tramp stamp. don't ask how that came up
At least drunk you showered before switching sex partners last night.
The only reason I give him head is because I know i'll get a back rub.
wow.
But it's a REALLY good back rub.
Either way, he made a blog for his cat.
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
Exactly. Because my vagina can't be consoled with words. It requires a thicker form of communication
Target doesn't accept your signature for your credit card if you draw a dick on the pad. Even of your name is Richard.
He may only be 25% black, but after that sexual experience I am 100% never going back.
As if right now I am a humanitarian. Full story to come in the morning. It involves sex.
Body paints and jello. Your canvas awaits
Another sexterpiece awaits
I know he works a lot but c'mon man. I 69'd you the first week we boned. Put a little effort in. Fuck.
When was the last time you got laid?
When was the last time you came home sober?
touche
woke up with a tree in my apartment. also the everclear bottle is suspiciously low
suspiciously? i think one of those explains the other
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