careful when you do the walk of shame, they are handing out bibles on campus
Quick, to the slutcave!
Those balls look pretty dangerous.
We could sell used underwear with pictures of us wearing them.
In The Air Tonight was playing in the dentist's office. Had to stop the cleaner to do the drums.
Jessi just used the excuse "it's not you it's me" to get out of getting a lap dance.
I'm afraid to text her because most of the time she just replies with "cockblock."
Lost gin update. Blackout me found and re-hid the bottle. Left a note to myself saying, "GOOD LUCK, SUCKER!"
Yes but that point is quickly negated bc u should never have to search more than one room to find your underwear.
Gosh, I don't even have that. Let alone someone to tie me up and whip me with Twizzlers.
I posted her number in the m4m casual encounters area of Craigslist.
I guess her always saying "gay men love me!" will finally get put to the test.
We've been walking through the woods for two hours, he just keeps taking pictures. At least we'll remember this tomorrow.
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
But of course I'm in. After all, what fun would the holidays be without trying to find the perfect gift to impress someone you've never met, but need the approval of??
I realized just how much my daughter is MINE when I heard her tell someone "Go shit yourself" yesterday.
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