After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
I put it into a sports analogy for him: there are three teams in the league- friends, fuck buddies, and dating, and the fuck buddies roster is full, pick an alternate team
if I was a wizard from waverly place we wouldn't b having these problems
It tastes like I coughed up blood....hello liver damage, I've been expecting you.
he just spelled fiance, "pheancie". I dont think he's ready to get married.
good, we got high then went swimming. shelly forgot to keep swimming so we tied her to the ladder in the shallow part with her bikini top.
P.S. The slutty NASCAR driver costume will be saved and used year round for role play.
You described pouring milk in your strawberry cereal as a glittering magnificent water fall, skimming over the mountain and little strawberry citizens.
I gave the bathroom attendant $5 last night for turning the sink on for me. What. The. Fuck.
Today is all about not throwing up, where the fuck are my keys and does anyone know what happened to that guy in the panda suit my roommate had sex with last night.
I think you just described to us the most perfect drunken fairy tale that has somehow never been written
I dunno that I'd be trusting enough of junkyard tequila to drink it.
don't do laundry while your drunk! i found a ketchup bottle & clothes hanger in the washer this morning!
it was a 'fall asleep on the bathroom floor after puking bc the cold tile is legit more comfortable than your bed' kind of night.
There's a little game I've come up with since the mess of a party I had; it's called "tinsel or condom wrapper? (or: what's that on the floor?)"
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