He looked like the mexican version of Steve Carrell with a unibrow.
i think he just uses that whole "grew up in a castle" thing to get pussy
The highlight of my Saturday night was singing along to the sound of music alone in my room.
i just used google streetview to figure out where i spent the night last night
I felt like I was in a real life creepy Myspace message. "girl u cute" ... "girl u got a really nice smile"
yesterday, he said he didn't trust me around his daughter because "if she was wrapped in rolling paper u'd smoke her." yup.
He tried to stick it in and I asked him what he wanted to name our child and he quit.
before we even ate breakfast we'd found an eighth of weed in some old purse she never uses. it was gone by lunch
she tried to deny peeing on the floor last night. she said she wouldn't make it to the bathroom only to pee on the floor
oh but she would
I woke up to find his roommate face down on the couch with no pants on, with a sticky note that said "was lost but now am found"
ya I had reallllllly good sex last night too that will probably get me evicted
that moment you remember partying with someone several years ago.. and don't remember if you slept with them or not.
I've come to the conclusion that my issue is I'm not fucking a guy with a headboard
Its like people have to train for months before they try and drink with us and survive...
hey, so i dont know your name. but im guessing we had sex last night. seeing that you're in my phone as "had sex time thursty thursday guy"
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