As gay men are we obligated to learn the Single Ladies dance.
I wanted to dispute a few 411 charges on my phone bill. The service rep told me I called them four times asking for Lady Gaga's number.
his fiance had made him a calendar of pictures of her. he asked if he should take it down and i said no. i wanted her to watch.
At least our walk of shames never included a bag of chips and a jar of queso..
The Angel on my shoulder is now resorting to merely reminding me that, "You will regret this later." I'm not sure if he's learning how I think or just giving up. Either way, should make life a bit more interesting.
You better buy her a motherfucking bunnyrabit to make up for this. And me footsie pajamas for being a cockblock.
I know you're gay. But if I'm not getting dick, then you have to. That's what friends do.
It's 4/20. I'm not too worried about "healthy"
We just got in a fight with grandma b/c she tried to tell us you didn't go hard.
No I kepy moaning and just called out a name to make them believe I was actually having sex instead of masturbating.
I feel like I got run over by a steamroller made of cigarettes and booze driven by all of the men I've slept with.
all I remember the next morning was crawling through the doggy door and finding my underwear in my purse
My mother expressed her concerns about my drinking via a facebook message.
When we were finished she immediately got up, cut a star out of a piece of paper, colored it gold, taped it to my chest and deemed me the Sheriff of Sex.
If I have put a neon “vacancy” sign on my skirt for him to get the picture I will.
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