I didn't say she couldn't, I said you shouldn't.
No offense but you kinda look like a Jack Johnson fan in that pic
I JUST WANT SOMEBODY TO EXPLAIN HOW FORESKIN WORKS AND DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY THIS IS A PROBLEM.
I answered the door to some Jehovah Witnesses hungover and wearing nothing but a white tshirt. I think they made it the church goal to reform me, we've gotten four pamphlets. My mom's going to make me convert if they keep coming.
No no, there's drunk and then there's 'spooning with lawn gnomes' drunk.
Did you like my voicemail? Sounded like I was being murdered, right?
By a pack of ravenous dildos
I call BS on that! THAT WAS TOTALLY AN INTERCEPTION. JENNINGS HAD THAT.
PEOPLE ARE FLIPPING FURNITURE HERE. IN THE ROOM ABOVE ME. I HEARD SOMEONE WOOKIE CALL IN ANGER FROM SOMEWHERE IN THIS BUILDING.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared, even a little.
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
The only thing I remember from last night is being naked in his bed if that's not summer drinking at it's finest then I don't wanna live anymore
She just sent me a message. It's a poem, about eternal love, that she wrote, about us. Just because I took her home two nights - doesn't mean it's eternal love.
I told her to to let go of her rationtal thoughts and just enjoy the fact that i was going down on her till she passed out from sheer orgasmic pleasure.
I'm just blindly tossing my dick into whatever comes my way.
Well drunk me was looking out for sober me again, hid the beer and bought another case for me
So anyways, we returned the toilet paper and decided to use the money for taco bell and slurpees instead...
I'm getting reacquainted with drunk me. She has grown up a lot.
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