well, tey weren't taking lap dances as payment today
the level of his annoyance + every insult he makes = the closer I am to telling him im fucking his ex
How creepy of a mustache can you grow by wednesday night?
My lips are red and swollen. Solid proof that giving head is a viable alternative to lipstick and plumper.
He had a shameless baby voice when he was talking to my dog. There's no way I'm making it through the night with my clothes on.
I command you to take a shot and dance like the pretty little gay boy you are.
Kurt said to text you and encourage you to come out tonight. Encourage you with my rack.
You just kept yelling and saying, "IM NOT GOING TO STOP YELLING UNTIL YOU TAKE THAT SHOT"
I almost had to fight a bird, and you know how scared I am of birds. It found that Percocet that I lost in the grass last week, I threw out my back when I launched myself at that little fucker.
Let's stay in this weekend and play drinking games to the Winter Olympics.
As long as we can drink anytime we see a stray dog, mafia looking Russian or double toilet.
I want to but I can't have a boner while doing a install and working with a customer
You can't leave me alone in times of distress because I will fuck things 🙈😐
He fucked me in one of the back rooms at the club then gave me an altoid. I have mixed feelings about it still.
he was Irish, I had to have sex with him.
So, do I need to remind you to keep it classy tonight?
No, because if you have to be reminded it isn't classy.
Randomize
