I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
people should stop making movies, we'll never top bio-dome.
So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
I just got cut off for correcting the bartender's grammar. I should have never accepted that fucking editors position.
Have you ever chased with pilaf before? Because dont.
Pretty certain he passed out for a while going down on me. Absolutely certain he passed out during the blow job.
there has got to be a maximum amount of semen a person can take in before they get some kind of poisoning.
Im coming down to miami this weekend
We shall drink from the everclear river
Drink a bottle I wine by yourself? Treat yo self
I woke up in Brittany's thong, Tony's shirt, and an oven mitt
You get 5 min
Your time limits don't scare me, I'll include foreplay and redressing in that 5 min. If you wanted to challenge me you should say you got an hour, id be scared then and more creative.
I lowered my expectations when he started off saying "ah missionary, my specialty"
I brought her cheeseburgers and tequila but she's still mad at me.
I woke up and there was a tiny sombrero on my penis. Care to explain?
I would let him fuck me right here in this laundromat. Praise Satan.
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