There are the 2 BIGGEST tools by me-- at our table. I hate them. But they're not ugly and I may make out with them later. And hate myself. Definitely hate myself.
I wonder what gingers are like in bed...as awkward as their hair or just as unique as it...?
But I thought everyone had breakup sex?
Either this is the best sandwich I've ever had, or my stomach is just relieved to have something in it that's not Red Bull or semen.
I'm just learned what a rim job is, I feel like crying
What's a good pandora station to masturbate to?
Imagine getting smashed in the dick by a basketball. A basketball made of metal. With spikes. That's pretty much what his dick looked like.
I woke up with my name tag for work still on my shirt. It was a rough night.
There is a severe lack of banging on that itinerary... I'd like a revision on my desk within the hour
When a guy invites you to dinner and breakfast the next day it's implied that he's going to make some sweet loving in betwixt correct?
He goes from zero to fucking up in 2.4 drinks. Like the sportscar of bad decision making.
At 10 PM you were shit faced in the kitchen makin nachos... Naked. I wasn't sure what to do besides walk away...
He was a Cher impersonator. They are the draggest of queens
I'm in the fetal position trying to figure out a way to get someone to deliver me pancakes.
He's the one named Andrew. In his profile picture he is the one on the right in the monkey costume.
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