I'm playing a drinking game with nyc prep. This will not end well for meeee
Everytime the gay dude pretends he's not gay, drink a cosmo. Everytime the crosseyed girl is crosseyed, kill her
I can't belive they dont sell booze Sunday mornings. I mean some of us have to work
People kept wishing me happy birthday last night. apparently i was 21st birthday drunk
There's a certain level of slut that i can handle.... I think she just broke that scale
I had sex with her like 200 times, and she was only pregnant once, those are pretty good statistics.
ME TOO. Am adrunk madr out qith. White guy. Guy de white. Blanco chico. Chico de blanco
So im guessing you dont remember the walk home, where you layed down in the alley and began to sing "threes company too" and when i told you to get up you had the nerve to tell me i was to drunk.
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
Blah blah blah. Just come home and put a baby in me.
It's like a harem of immaturity and bad ideas...and that's coming from me
What guy invites over a booty call, gets all naked and then when the real fun begins and a condom is needed, claims to not have one? And wears socks THE entire time?
Just put on slippers before underwear so you know where my priorities are
And you will die and be carried in a backpack before I allow you not to comply in this tomfoolery.
He tried to kiss me in the middle of hooking up... it was a deal breaker. I got off him and left.
So making out with chicks at the bar is fine and dandy, but your booty call can't kiss you? You have the strangest fucking rules...
Humming the Indiana Jones theme song as my hand makes its way to his dick.
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