sorry if i was weird last night, had weird deja vu that we had done that before, i mean with the peanut butter.
we had.
well that explains the rash. i dont think i should see you again.
the beds are so narrow its like a jenga threesome
did the walk of shame from ex-boyfriend's room only to find other ex-boyfriend sitting in the living room. some people shouldn't be allowed to be friends.
some people shouldn't be allowed to be desperate.
It could have went better. They kicked us out of the casino and I drunkenly whipped her across the face with a fishing pole. Long story.
Just remember that she is a giant dick-sucking forehead and you are better than that.
I'm afraid to text her because most of the time she just replies with "cockblock."
And I just realized we will be at a strip club when the end of the world is supposed to happen. This is destiny
All I vaguely remember from last night is getting up on that nice mahogany table and debating about squirrel's rights
On a scale of 1 to 10 how concerned should I be
Meeting up with one of your students at your drug dealers house is always an awkward moment
I expect you will be there for a drunken 3way with my husband again this new year.
I remember the Prince Albert and the three penises in the threesome. But the rest no.
It will pretty much be equal to the feeling I had when you let me hold your dick while you were peeing, or when I graduated high school!
I dont think the chain smoking, tequila shots or cocaine was good for my bronchitis.
My Hitachi broke 1 day into this stay home bullshit.
Randomize
