We video chatted for almost two hours. But I woke up with puke on my keyboard. The question of the day: were we still chatting when I vommed? No idea.
My lack of memory is directly related to being friends with you.
Typcal friday morning so far. Puke, shower, commute/puke, coffee, puke, coffee, bagel, good to go. Lunch today?
at the time it didn't seem likely that you would ever find the cake in your underwear
He was so drunk he was throwing the bowling balls into other lanes on purpose. He still beat my high score thought.
You asked him for a membership to him and his dick.
Can I just say I love the fact that were in business with guys where I can write a hand job up hoes down text message
I just don't remember. It's like I went to bed on July 3rd.. and woke up on the 5th. Nothing.
He's tying my arms above my head and all I can think is that I should've shaved my armpits
Just realized Ive never seen my f buddy in the daylight. What if he looks different?
It's like my uterus needs a hug... and anti depressants
learned the hard way that breakfast jack daniels is a lot stronger than lunch or dinner jack daniels.
I'm rolling and just noticed that the thread count on these sheets is horrendous.
She shaved her vagina in my bed. Good night
I'm basically doing the Walk of Shame without the added bonus of having sex last night. That doesn't look good on anyone.
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