peeing is so easy when youre drunk. you just tell your body to pee and it pees.
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
The house is trashed, there is porn scattered everywhere like an easter egg hunt and the blow up doll is sleeping on the couch downstairs. someone covered her up.
Let's just say a refrigerator got involved and after that I had to send him home.
I almost shit my pants in anger over your moral sanity.
She was literally passed out in a cubicle with a flask in her hand. I LOVE finals week!
No no, there's drunk and then there's 'spooning with lawn gnomes' drunk.
Just in case you were wondering..... I really did just wave goodbye to you with my penis.
He kept checkin to make sure you were still alive after you passed out on his bed, After like the 4th time he walked back in there you were naked on his bed eating an apple, claiming he needed to be the Adam to your Eve..That drunk..
Nothing says thanksgiving like acid flashbacks
I'll only sleep there if we can bone on your balcony.
Idk what's happening right now but im wearing a tutu and pissed as fuck.
Fun fact: I came home from the riverboat without my panties. And woke up with a different pair on.
I have beer and butt plugs...pretty sure I will find a way to entertain myself while I wait
idk what the male equivelent of vajazzling is but it better be worth the time
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