8:17pm: So, How was fun day?
1:15am: So I just woke up in my bed in my bathing suit... I don't remember getting into bed or dinner or anything after slip n slide that happened around five... I'd say fun day was a success
I have a voicemail from Mike at 1am. He starts to say something, but then throws up instead.
you made cement angels. it was a great sight.
I need to keep friends like you around just in case hell grades on a curve.
I woke up wearing a cow costume. I'm not even gonna try to recall what happened last night.
Most sexually ambiguous night of my life. Kept switching from the NBA finals to the Tonys.
He had to carry me to the car. But then sat with me and waited for me to sober up enough to have sex. He's a keeper.
You can identity the picture as me the mistress his wife and him. It's that kinda awkard.
I'm starting to second guess shaving my vagina over the kitchen sink. The lighting is so much better though.
She was bending and I said "finally, about time". Wrong, she was tying her shoe. No blowjobs for me.
We mailed him an 18 inch double headed dildo for his birthday. The Fedex guys certainly got a laugh out of it.
And that is why we dont do tequila shooters at 1 in the afternoon. Because you go home with a beast like that
Well, at some point in her life every girl has to decide how much weird she's willing to tolerate for hot tall banker cock
I've sold more douches working here than one man should sell in a lifetime
My mother is currently smoking weed with a dying bee so his last moments aren't miserable. And she wonders why I rescued a grasshopper missing a leg.
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