haha i think we're both just down to be fuck buddies..but i do have a hickey and a bit of a big lip and fucking burns on my knees..note to self hooking up on a golf course is NOT that exciting
its official now. im not pissing on secret service cars with a senators inside anymore.
your suggestions for charades were, getting sucked into an aircraft turbine, getting raped by a dolphin, and having sex with a vacuum cleaner. you got your own, and actually used a vacuum cleaner as a prop.
how was last night?
i woke up with my hand stuck in a jam jar with my keys in the bottom and a dog licking peanut butter off my boobs. you tell me.
He was sitting at the table eating ice and said, "I'm pretty sure everyone in my family has nipples."
It's like leaving me for his wife wasn't enough. He had to give me an STD too.
You started throwing frozen shot glasses at people and you kept saying "it's fine, they melt."
On a side note the mornings you do so much Xanax that you wake up totally at one with the universe and feel invincible are great
You just jumped of the couch and yelled "hidden tiger crouching dragon!" That's the answer to how you broke your finger.
Thats alot of pressure.
Just on your vagina. BTW I'm passing your house.
Model at car show < day drinking with your favorite sister. Get your head in the fucking game Christopher.
He kept singing Happy Birthday to himself, yelling at the bouncers for not letting him in, and telling them his "father will hear of this." He was like a drunken Scottish Draco Malfoy.
i just googled coccaine effects on sexual performance..maybe im dating the wrong guy
There is a video on my phone of me suckling a bag of wine from your crotch area while you say "The Body of Christ" in a Michigan accent. I vaguely remember being offended by this yet I did it anyway.
I should've left when he told me that he only smoked crack by accident once
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