everyone has their kryptonite. mine just happens to be 18 year old blonde girls.
i finally found my car by the hideout. it was parked in an employee only parking space with a torn up piece of paper in the back window with the word employee scribbled on it.
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
Just remembered getting lost in a "shortcut" through yards and GPSing my way home last night
say it with me now .. the "golden" penis. his nickname does not disappoint.
Yes, but if I hadn't gotten here early, I never would have seen the butch lesbian midget waddling down stairs from the bar. Worth every minute of drinking alone.
For future reference "bring our litter sisters on our date day" is not such a good idea
Please. That's just a patriotism boner. I watched Michael phelps win another medal and had to change my underwear.
I am honestly trying to remember his name. All I can remember is that he had a weird mole, a daughter and a lot of cocaine. Please stop letting me pick up at gay night.
Have a glass of wine with dinner they said. Your hydrocodone has worn off they said... NOPE
He just pulled his sweatpants down and pissed in the middle of our garden
i found you laying on the floor staring at the ceiling and you kept muttering "why" in various inflections.
And the next thing I knew I was blowing this random hot italian bartender with an uncircumcised penis in his work closet
I just bumped into this random I hooked up with a few years ago at Steve's party. Talk about a fingerblast from the past!
Well, if I'm gonna go gay, it's gonna be for NPH
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