i mean i'm ok with bufu but if i'm gonna do it it needs to be a mutual agreement, and there are steps that need to be taken. you don't just go OOPS we're doing it now
the point i decided it was time to leave was when i was on the floor of the bar, after taking her down with me, and a table.
she just threw a smoke bomb in an elevator and ran down 9 flights of stairs to see it at the bottom.
My glasses are somewhere in your living room. Also, my underwear might be in your bathroom or on or around your porch. Sorry.
We're both on the slippery slope toward middle age...and really shame riddled bar experiences
It's hard to take you serious when you're crying your eyes out wearing an adult sized onesie.
I think if I set up a series of baby gates up the stairs each one more difficult to undo then the last that should be able to stop your drunk vagina.
We hooked up for a while and on his way out he high fived me and said "stay weird"
lonely sunday drunk me decided to tweeze my pubes. HORRIBLE IDEA
Finally had sex in the new kitchen. Burnt the hamburgers and hit myself in the face with the freezer door. Worth it.
She wouldn't eat a clam- if you blow a line pregnant you can eat a clam
I agree and I would be an awesome dog
Sarah was butt-chugging wine and diarrhea'd all over the wall
There's nothing like when u really click with a stripper
Just boned her on my desk. on top of my term paper. take that professor dipshit
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