So I don't have any furniture but we just skateboard drunk around the floor.
so sad. i just ate the last good 'n' plenty out of the bottom of my purse.
I woke up naked in my own vomit. Not even in my bed. No one is happy.
He then proceeded to tell me about his enlarged lymph nodes, his"severe" case of blue balls.
we made it to hole 3 and then just sat down on the fairway and finished off our case....cheered on other golfers as we let them play through.
He was hammered and shot his pistol into the lawn. Next thing I know sheriffs are at our house with M4s. He likes to party
My cousin is passed out in my room, so I just masturbated in my walk-in closet. Apparently I get off on danger. Make note of that.
Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to pick up rum, beer, and cigarettes. Your holiday will self-destruct if you ignore this message.
He has a bathrroom scale in his room with an alarm attached to it so anything over 150 sets it off and in his drinking stupper he can make a run for it.
While we were having sex he asked me if I wanted to get wingstop after. I think I found my future husband.
Are there edibles for sale in the Denver airport because if so bring those to my mouth
I got in an argument over whether or not I'm a slut. I argued yes.
I feel like any time there's that much rope, lingerie, and horse masks on the ground, it's safe to say it was a great night
Just because I also want a blowjob doesn't mean I don't want to just see you too.
All I remember was you telling him there was something behind him so he would turn around and you could slide down his carpeted stairs on your belly without a shirt on. How's that carpet burn btw?
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