I woke up with the wrong plaid-shirted guy in my bed.
it was like fucking gandolphs beard
well once we started drinking vodka out of wine glasses there was no turning back
I think I sprained my soul last night
The gay is strong with you! You're more concerned about my outfit than my safety.
I got kicked out of the hotel after wandering into the banquet kitchen at 2am trying to find the shrimp....so we're power napping in the car and then driving to madison.
No. I either had a 6 minute orgasm or I had so many I lost count. I'm still not sure.
Well we did eat French fries lady-and-the-tramp style last night...
There are five fire trucks here and needless to say my booty call left so come back home whenever you like
Oh and apparently something happened that was related to "THIS IS SPARTA" but no one will tell me what I did.
So I'm going to blame my boobs hurting on that.
Well I accidentally flashed a 76 year old woman, i'm in a house full of republicans and Im almost drunk enough to give the gay rights speech so i'd say this wedding reception is going great
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
Also that boy who jizzed in me wearing Cowboy boots and a plaid shirt snapped me at 4 am and said "I owe you a dinner. Sorry"
My dog and I just went outside to pee together.
Wish me luck on my new penis adventure
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