The guy asked if i had a problem w/set schedules
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
That adds atleast one bjs worth of awkward sexual tension between us.
He talks to me in this sweet I know you might be pregnant voice.
Either he was jacking off or having a seizure next to me in bed. Either way, I was too lazy to help.
she was puking red wine out the car window, telling me about how shes joining weight watchers tomorrow, not okay.
Being the only sober one.. I had to feed you guys doritos. You kept licking my fingers.
It started with jello shots. It ended with tears.
I think the fact that I shit my pants, threw away my underwear in a frat bathroom, lost my socks down a drain in the front yard and still got laid... deserves some sort of a victory drink for myself or a blowjob for him since he was such a good sport.
I woke up on your bathroom floor, i used your towel I found laying on the floor as a cape to get to your bed. I thought it would help me walk straight if I looked like a superhero
The real reason I can't work: it's Tuesday. I get stoned and watch Buck Rodgers on Tuesday.
She needs to go. She is like the Yoko Ono of our group.
Nope. Flying out tonight. Staying with my great aunt who is an ex nun turned hostel owner. Best and likely most dangerous St. Patty's Day to commence in 10 hours. IRELAND!
Be safe. And I hate you.
If you sleep with him again I'll have you spayed
Im getting out of handcuffs then i'll give you a call
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