I'm in your bed right now
Okay meet you there give me 10
Don't think you can make me leave either
Give me ten I ha e to be ******'s wingman I want you
I don't know where I am, but I'm drinkin & I like these people
So my mouth tastes like dick. Does that explain how our talk went?
Post-sex chicken soup was such a good idea. It's been like an hour and I'm still applauding myself
She was like the Rudy of blow jobs... SO much effort into it
Who just wakes up in their own bed and assumes "I probably blew some guy last night"
That just sounds like a recipe for sex in my backyard. Yes.
I haven't even booked my flights yet and I have my drug supply sorted
I can't blame him for thinking that then, placing a cone shaped potato chip on the tip of his penis post bj is not a normal act of love
I don't understand or I understand perfect - if were not talking about fried chicken I'm not sure what's happening.
I successfully convinced a drunk NDSU student that their school does not have a football team and another that they weren't in Fargo. I'm a dangerous sober shark in a sea of drunks.
She followed me back, then proceeded to find my room, get her panda suit on? And then raid my room and pass out on my couch... what the fack do I do now?!?!
I'm scared to touch anything in this apartment. Even the ceiling.
Saw my drug dealer at Easter mass with his family so that was weird
He drove over an hour to get this shit done. I guess i win the golden vagina award tonight
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