Mattress luging...It's a long story.
while you laid on the ground I poured water into your mouth out of dog bowl some random guy walks by and said now that's what I like to see.
Using the salt from a pretzel bag for tequila shots. Come over.
I was to the point where my socks were drenched in ranch dressing
I've thrown up twice at work. Just casually, in the mop sink. Then continued to make someone a milkshake. Want some ice cream?
So for future reference.... it's a little unnerving when I can't get hold of you, and the last communication we had was, "Oh fuck... It's tequila"
That bottle of wine took a part of my soul with it.
I immediately retract my statement involving hylecopters being allowed to blow up sharks out of the water.... The idea if it is super incredible but ultimately it would be cruel and unessesary
I told him I felt we were at the point where if I saw him talking to another girl, I'd probably choke him out. So I guess you could say things are getting serious.
You popped the Plan B pill then clapped twice, said "mischief managed" and headed tward the bar.
We could have mediocre awkward sex or mediocre stunted/awkward/uncomfortable banter. The possilities are relatively finite
How does one get out of sexting without being rude? I'm trying to watch Downtown Abbey
You KNOW it was a good night when you find French fries AND taco remnants in your bra when you get home...
I just need to find someone whose kink is financial submission.
so how about you dont randomly call my mother during parties?
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