I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
So I'm eating my burger minding my own business, when the guy next to me starts up a conversation. Seemed normal at first, stocks, bonds, etc...then he said...and I quote "I can push a bowling-ball up a flight of stairs with my tongue." As I awkwardly laughed he broke out "I bet you I could bite the head off of a rabbit."
Looks like an M-80 went off in a lb. of pastrami
So.. My internet got red-flagged at work because i did a search on "midigit strippers las vegas" This may be hard to explain...
So, since you're now a four night stand, I feel comfortable asking: Did I leave my sunglasses at your house? Or my underwear?
Last thing I remember clearly was, "ok, but if we're are gonna get drunk before class, there's no half-doing this"
Hey guy that stepped on my foot, don't slap my ass to apologize.
He is peeing inside and sticking up for himself. Those are two of the four signs of the apocalypse.
I knew it was going to be good when he took off my bra and I only realized 5 minutes later
Of course I understand. Thou shalt never turn down a free meal or drink. It's one of the commandments of being a girl.
I just found your ripped underwear on my chandelier. Care to explain?
Would I be crazy if I drove 1,000 miles for some dick? What mile does it become ridiculous?
There's a rash on my genitals that would like a word with you.
You whispered 'For Frodo', handed me your shirt, and charged campus security.
Unless your name is actually "Ticfj" like my phone says, I have no idea who you are...
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