i should write a book entitled 'the joys of being sexually objectified'
He probably put up nude pics. He seems like that kind of guy.
I had another sleeping on concrete incident.
But why is there no point in liking him? Does he have herpes? Is he married? Is he gay? Did he get his penis chopped off in a freak accident? If the answer is no to all of the above, then he is fair game
The boys in front of me put beer, red plastic cups, ping pong balls, lighterfluid, and twelve packs of pantyhose on the conveyor belt. Whatever drinking game they're playing, I want a part in.
We had to coat check the pizza.
There is a mirror in the headboard of the bed that I'm sleeping in so I can immediately question life choices when I wake up.
i just sent him like 8 different sexts and he texted me back about how good the hummus is that i left in his fridge.
His car is rigged up like the cash cab how am i supposed to not sleep with him
I think I'm going to go into my next therapy session with hot client with my fly down and when he tells me about it I'm going to say "how did that happen?!" and then porn music will start to play.
FYI: Brian said he left me in the bathroom Friday night to shower and 45 minutes later found me with a towel around my head, my pants on and holding my boobs. No more Jell-O shots for me.
And now I have a massive dip in and a Bloody Mary that would catch on fire if you put a flame close to it, with no pants on... At 8:15Am. Being single is pretty legit
He told me that he's proud of our abnormalcy as a couple. I think it's the most romantic thing he's ever said.
What do I do with all this pork broth? I can't waste it.
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If I get back to the house before you, I'm setting up the swing. If you get there before me, it's chains and cuffs.
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