Lol i'z typing this with my 962 nose
962=my?
Yeah.i
we watched a tutorial on how to do guidette makeup
He left his umbrella behind in my bed to 'keep me company', then stole my front door key before he went to work
Also I'm 95 percent positive we ate food naked together
Listen man this isn't about soccer. It's about America and day drinking... Your two favorite things now get your ass over here
Exactly. This is the bit where I learn a heartwarming lesson about not making my drinks half vodka
You need to braveheart it on Monday. Blue face paint and a loin cloth screaming freedom in your front yard.
We won 11 games of beer pong, and then I spent a half hour trying to get into the top bunk. Then i realized it was a cabinet in the bathroom
We got back from the bar and started watching bizzare foods, which subsequently led to the consumption of large amounts of rancid lunch meat and small insects.
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
I went down on her on the dining room table. That should count for something.
I mostly blame me being such a miserable fuck on the fact that I was born on a Monday.
That wasn't even sex. That was a fuckoning
...did you just create a word for what we did?
We're sort of like brothers. Except with more sexual tension. And we don't look alike. Or are related.
So we're not much like brothers really.
He was married to his college girlfriend for 20 years. Just give him the blow job he’s been fantasizing about since last century and he’ll be wrapped around your little finger
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