Apparently he doesn't remember leaving the bar
If I spent $100 at the bar and didn't get laid I wouldn't want to remember anything either
are you drunk enough to hook up with me yet?
and unfortunately for you, hallmark doesnt make a "sorry i was getting a blowie in the backseat of your car while you were driving, projectiled my jizz onto your hand, and caused you to crash" card
Left for charity run at 5AM. Saw a pigeon eating last night's vomit and a pair of shame-walkers in high heels. Nature at it's finest.
So yes, he's hot, a scorpio, an artist and a perfect cock. I think my bi train just arrived in gay town.
i'm sitting in the second floor bathroom drinking coronas in the shower. do not find me.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
She hash tagged the word blow job in her text. Tonight's going to be good.
The only thing in that hotel room that we didn't fuck on was the roof
Just lifeguarded a kid's party hungover so I could afford to go out drinking tonight. Circle of life shit goin on here.
he was definitely TRYING to give me herpes.
Better than road-head. Just got model-home-head. Also got a disapproving scowl of judgment from the realtor on the way out.
Between the walk of shame, bar fight, karaoke, injuries, number of bar check-ins, and variety/quantity of alcohols and Advil consumed, I'd say HookerFest 2012 was a raging success.
Jailed a totally belligerent hot guy. That was probably my most thorough pat down. Ever.
Went home last night with that hot British guy. Sounded like I was f-ing in a Harry Potter movie.
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