that's just what I need...drunk ass people throwin hatchets in the dark.
There comes a time in every man's life where he has to shit in a catbox to prove a point.
Can you still call it a wet dream if sandwiches were involved?
I'm going to have to start sleeping with my keys taped to my stomach.
I was barred out and drunk as fuck locked out at 3am in my Indian costume. It was literally freezing outside. I laid down on the concrete and made a bonfire with dry leaves. Then proceeded to ask.the.bonfire nicely to "please dont go out". Drunk me went strait up survival mode.
its amazing there are so many photos of me and him separately, since most of that party time was spent sneaking away to fuck upstairs...
If you quit, you're not going to stick to our game plan of dead by 40. I will not be in the titty bar nursing home without you damning
Damnit.
but how can he casually chat with my father 8 hours after asking me if i'm a screamer
Well I can't be held accountable to know every which time you slid a finger here or slid a finger there. I'm way too busy getting close to climaxing to document these things.
If everything else in my life fails, at least I just had one of my top orgasms
I'm beginning to think shitting his pants is just a normal thing for him.
Just screamed wow while using my vibrator.. new low
He called me dainty, then fucked me like the Viking God he is.
I duct taped a bottle of vodka to the back of your closet while you were sleeping in case of emergencies. Go rip it off, it's going to be a long night.
I walked into your room and you were wearing party beads, a foam finger, and reading the dictionary. Good night?
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