we're blogging at a bar
Did I get blown in the bathroom? Yes. Did she throw up cranberry juice on my shorts? Yes. Did she finish the job? Yes.
That Joe Wilson reference just earned you a blow job, Mister!
Took an aderol, wrote a differential equation for solving volume of flow of a rectangular channel with change in depth, then masturbated for the 6th time.
Did they have a limo or was i just stoned?
I'm unshowered, and since I've seen this episode of say yes to the dress, I've decided to go to the store and get a frozen pizza at 10:20 am. I'm crushing life.
is it sad that i can honestly say it was the best birthday sex i've ever had and it was still terrible?
I'm so excited for post-beer fest chipotle. It will be better than scared shitless pre-go karting chipotle.
Officially crunch time. It's my last year of grad school and I've yet to get blown in a school library. The parking garage was less than a block away though.
I woke up in some kids room and he introduced me to his friends at breakfast as "Monica" so I just went with it.
He bought me shrimp and alcohol and referred to himself as daddy. I am in love.
Dude. I keep thinking about how I let a man gum my vagina.
my favorite part of this morning was sitting at the gynecologist smelling like cigarettes and wearing yesterday's clothes.
Well that didn’t go as expected.
I mean, it ended in you giving each of them a blowjob, so it kinda did.
Dude, you screamed I AM THE WALRUS while giving a statue of Ronald McCdonald a lapdance. You were NOT sober.
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