that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
and I was crying with the towel lady in the bathroom of the bar about the tragedy in Haiti. Then we hugged before I left and I gave her 10 dollars.
he used his one phone call on me and it said "you have a collect call from- LETS GET IT- at the montgomery county jail".
You spent about half an hour trying to convince me that mesh condoms were a good idea.
He will. He has no choice. What's he gonna do? Find a better fuck buddy? We both know that's not possible. I'm the ideal friend with benefit. Minus snoring and uneven tits.
I think she's going to be dangerous to drink with, but I'm ready for the adventure.
Lol okay. He's gonna show up with like a trunk of sex toys. He's like the mary poppins of hotel fucking.
He just stared into my eyes and touched himself. That isn't hooking up.
I talk a lot when I drink rum. he was going down on me and i was telling him how i wished i could tap dance. oh god
The last thing I remember was wearing a sombrero and trying to do cartwheels in the club
You did one successfully. Then smashed into the wall
If by some world ending natural disaster I get into an actual relationship with this kid, should I tell him the truth about the web of lies I've based our current relationship on?
Can you bring home an IV stand and an empty bag so I can direct inject coffee for work tomorrow morning?
Dude I was tripping acid when she was crying and I literally couldn't defend myself
I spend so much of my life shaving my body hair off and I want nothing more than his beard in all my hairless places.
We lost you in the bar so we waited outside for you...next thing you know you kick open the doors and yell "I'M ALIVE"
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