he is training for a marathon but can't last more than five minutes on top. worst tuesday night ever
Everytime I think about NYE, my gag reflex kicks in.
We went to his house and he brought a jar of pickles to bed. I think im in love.
Its not even 10am and we are talking about what guys assholes we would finger.
I am currently exfoliating my skin with the toilet. We've never been so close.
Knowing that he goes to voodoo every Thursday really makes me want to get myself checked.
That was like a fiery explosion of flailing arms and wonderful passion
you regret 100% of the tequila shots you do take. thats what gretzky meant to say
Did u smell a guys dreadlocks in the McDonald's drive thru line last night or did I dream that?
btw im having a "its finally warm enough for a bbq in Toronto" party tonight. bring all the alcohol you have. and hamburger buns.
We were walking home from Pluckers (read carrying your drunk ass) and out of nowhere you yelled "Say bitch you got a Facebook?" at a random chick walking by.
I asked my mom if she could pick up something for me to drink since we ran out of orange juice and she goes "We have beer, champagne, and baileys. Drink one of those."
I'm pretty sure I asked his brother if he was gay while drunkenly falling to the ground.
I did wake up to a random meat and cheese plate next to my bed, that was a thrill.
Jealous. I want an iud. Maybe there's a late night bodega that'll insert one for me
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