So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
yeah. and then it was like the room of requirement. the elevator just opened for our threesome.
if i hear one more christmas song, i will fucking shoot myself.
Walking home still drunk in snow. Snowflakes are my only hydration..Need moreee
I think it was the chocolate body paint and awesome blowjob that finally made us official.
Apparently i just threw up in the bathroom, i told them i just blew my nose. i don't think they believe me...
I had to close one eye to read the questions on my final this morning. That hungover.
She was giving me that "well this is awkward since you drunkedly tried to hook up with me" look.
I don't even know man. I was to busy having beer showered on me and grabbing some balls
No, the moral of my Oxford interview was "Never snort caffeine pills".
Btw had an awesome time last night. Found some blood on my shirt and ear but I'll chalk it up to the tequila shots.
Is a swingers hotel appropriate for an anniversary?
I think I broke my toilet with my head. There are ceramic pieces everywhere. and I might still be drunk.
You just sent me an audio message of you peeing. That’s true love right there.
Can you imagine doing supermarket sweep in a sex store? What's the sex store equivalent of a whole ham?
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