So not only did team sweden fail to particpate in any drinking game but i also found puke in my viking helmet this morning.
We're lucky we aren't prostitutes by now. Whats the etiquette for returning a pair of heels with blood on them?
He kept surfacing with a delighted look on his face, guessing different types of food to try to figure out what makes my pussy taste so good.
We convinced you to take a shot out of the sponge...there were still suds in it.
I remembered to bring wine in a nalgene bottle, but I forgot sunscreen and water. I'm starting to question my life decisions.
i'm not even sure i have knees anymore. that awesome.
Mass text to all of my back up boy toys. First one here wins. Mama needs some.
I've fucked 6 of my brothers' friends. I'm completely fine with him fucking the girl we ate lunch with.
That was the #1 scariest moment in my life. I have full trust in you, I let you bite my penis for god sake.
I can't even express how horny I am. The English language isn't equipped for what I'm plotting.
I thought my broken hand would put a damper on Halloween, but fake costume eyelashes and hydrocodone are kinda fun at the same time.
you said, 'he held out his hand, that means we don't have to pay' about the taxi driver, and then asked the doorman what happened to your pants...
He just chose domino's over sex. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
That awkward moment when you bring a guy back to your place then have to tell him you only have magnums.
I miss the pre Covid days when we could meet men in bars. Hitting on guys in the grocery store is just depressing
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