I just googled maps his house, and took the virtual tour back to my apartment, just so I could visualize the walk of shame in the morning
If we keep treating our bodies like amusement parks we have another 10 years left at best.
he asked if thats how we do it in the states..like there's cultural difference in fucking between canada and the us..
I didn't mind getting the stomach flu from him. we had great sex AND I'm seven pounds lighter
you yelled "who's job is it to keep me from breaking shit" and then immediately ripped off the molding as you fell down the stairs.
It was like an ecstasy filled massage for my vagina.
That's the best compliment I have ever received.
You are one of my favorite baseball you have fun today
I taught her to play Monopoly. She sold me her bra to keep from going bankrupt.
So the woman who sold us weed at the park is pregnant. With another small child. And the basket she used to carry the joints is decorated with Barney stickers.
She's like a yuppie Nancy Botwin. She just gets better and better.
turns out putting a tie on my unicorn onesie didn't make it acceptable "formal wear" and I found salsa in my cup holder
The cleaning lady has moved my vibrator twice now so I would say I'm pretty ready to move out.
seriously though if NH has the largest penis size... the rest of America must be very disappointed.
I wore home his HoHoHo boxers. I've never felt such a connection to an article of clothing.
Plus my parents would be pissed if I spent Thanksgiving in jail... again.
The next morning I found her spread eagle asleep on the living room floor and he was asleep with his head in her crotch. I needed a ride and had to wake them up.
Randomize
