that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
why are there post-it notes all around the apartment labeled where you guys had sex and in what position
I walked up to a girl in a bar, and all I was capable of doing was taking my beer and bumping it up to hers. While doing so, all I could say was "Bud Light". She walked away.
i just was bootyclappin in front of homeless men in a back alley
He told me to fuck off at some point in the night. I think it was right before he jumped out of a moving car trying to get to another bar and made Abby cry.
i was drunk enough to give the cab driver my number when he said "you talk like you like guys"
I hooked up with some guy to get over my ex last night. I was terrified until we started doing naked pushups.
Eating cold pizza and drinking a beer for breakfast while standing in a hotel window naked is how I say hello September...
I'm two guys short from fucking the whole baseball team and one is gay. I will be successful by the end of this month.
At some point, it turned less into sparring and more into tough guy dry humping.
Great sex, the promise of us mixing our excellent genetics in the future, and access to drugs are mainly what's holding this relationship together at the moment
Ever since we've gotten back together, it's like the ghosts of booty call's past have been hitting me up. Lol.
I found Erin. She's getting a back massage from the coat check boy and drinking all his whiskey.
I just put a pill up my vagina. It was little like a quail egg. There is so much happening up there right now.
Tonight is an "I'm lonely and single so I'm going to curl up in a warm, melatonin and vodka enriched ball in the corner of my bed with a cat." kind of night.
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