I think he may have called me a bar rat, jokingly. I said i was but in a non-trashy way.
grilled cheese. we just shotgunned grilled cheese.
You may genuinely find a use for the siphon. But the bag of human hair is less likely.
The gay is strong with you! You're more concerned about my outfit than my safety.
Find me a cup with a lid so I can illegally drink in your car. I'll be there in bout 10 minutes.
Well the term Party is used loosely in this situation. Since it will just be mom wine drunk and us eating chips with multiple dips.
Excuse me while I gouge out my eyes.
In which case my work here is done.
i had a flashback to you roaring like a dying tiger and then throwing your wallet (maybe?) at the cat in the living room and saying "you're the only adult that lives here take all my money"
i can believe you didnt get any, i was wing-girling the shit out of him
all you did was repeatedly scream GET IT IN
I was told I look like trouble once and that was by a fireman at the sex show. I was carrying two beers and a penis pinata.
Are you drinking tequila at 1pm? ...at Disneyland?
The logic in me says "don't text him" .But the vagina in me says "text him".
I mean, if I asked you, would you cum on cotton candy for me?
last night i was way too drunk and i was forcing people to let me tell them about mammals
Don't read too much into what I just sent. I love you, always have, but I'm drunk and sorry for the confusion.
Which part? The boyfriend or the sex?
Boyfriend. SEX IS ON!!!
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