I think someone spiked my drink last night. .. Like all 20 of them.
Hotel room at 3 am. She's 42. Stockings and heels. All because I opened with a joke about cougar hunting. We'll high-five later.
I can see my step sister's thong. Don't know if I should let myself be turned on or not
is the fantasy fufillment of sex in a hot tub worth the possible infection?
you wanted the guy to gift wrap the condoms
Everything was good until you pulled the bartenders hair because she cut you off
some people offered us free beer as long as we shotgunned it and after you shotgunned four without pausing they took their offer back
I'm at the point in my life where I'm trying to get guys I've fucked to give a ride to guys I'm going to fuck.
I'm confused are we getting high or did someone actually die?
Nothing motivates a person to clean their apartment like puking up cheese ravioli beer-tequila chicken wings for eight hours.
Would you be mad if I just used the argument "I'm allowed to say that, my best friend is a lesbian"?
Never. I'm proud to help you win arguments.
He was my first. He knew. He knew right there I was wrapped around his penis.
I'm tired of the topic. I sent him a pic of my vagina to change it.
I was alternating between saying "yall need Jesus" and "God bless" the entire night
Crawl out into the sunshine and off your vibrator for 7 minutes
Randomize
