Having a conversation over beer pong about a threesome I participated in...it's only Wednesday
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
OMG - This guy with a mullet just told me - it wasn't a mullet - but his hair dresser layered it wrong. It's so walmart in here. I hate you.
$1 margaritas. This happy hour needs to end.
I'm sitting next to a ginger. She is decked out in olive green. Gingers fucking love olive green.
Highlight of the night was you walking into the men's room yelling "My husband is diabetic" and crawling under the stall to yell at me.
Winner winner, chicken dinner. I am the sole survivor of the orgy without strep. Or maybe I was the carrier?
Man...I want to get monumentally fucked tonight.
What if he stabs me in the back, mid-orgasm, as I sit on his face? It'd be a miraculous way to go but that's not the point
Yeah. I found my shirt from last night while walking back to the bar to get my purse/phone this morning. I'm never going to even ask what actually happened. Be glad you moved 7 states away.
It would be weird sobbing cry sex.
he played intl players anthem 4me and ate a strawberry out of my pussy
I just had a 10 minute staring contest with my dog. Can you come over?
Thanks for the hospitality last night.
You mean sex?
Yes....hospitality.
Do thigh high boots and a ball gag count as a costume?
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