It was laundry day and I was wearing last xmas undies. he took one look and went...you's a ho, ho, ho. my response you ask? for less dough, dough, dough. I'm a slut.
with a sacreligious after taste.
If it was for sex do you really think i would asking for a mass vote? I'm like fidel castro when it comes to sex. No public approval needed.
I just watched a girl use a tall boy Coors as a rolling pin to make christmas cookies
I am officially out of liquor stores within a 15 mile radius that don't recognize me as soon as I walk in the door.
One my way home. There was too much fog, strobe lights, and cocaine for my taste.
We had to leave after he was in the middle of the street yelling "Balls of Steeeeeeeeel!!"
OH. MY. GOD. FUCK HIM. JUST GRAB HIM AND FUCK HIM.
I'll just have to do enough fangirling for the both of us. Nipples engaged.
Bailey. He has a soul patch. Idgaf if he was an NFL player. Nobody with a soul patch is attractive.
Im rolling face in a pizzeria. I want to be with people who love me.
I told her I was going to masterbate myself into a coma... We have another date on Thursday.
I'm currently sitting at your kitchen table eating chicken nuggets that I dug out of the trash and thinking about how much I need to get laid.
Of course he's seen my tits, I wave those things around like a trump supporter does an American flag
The clothing optional portion of the night began around midnight. Then we did disgusting things to each other. It was beautiful.
I woke up under the kitchen table. Andy is cursing out Joe Exotic's name in between heaves in the bathroom. Jay is trying to sleep w/ a shirt tied over his eyes. Lena and Brad braved the sun to go get bloody mary supplies and food. I'd say the Tiger King drinking game was a success.
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