like i told you yesterday: virgins, blood, my name. do it.
Well. Nothing came of that. And to think I manscaped and dusted with gold bond.
This is even worse then that time I fucked a guy just because he had air conditioning.
seriously my hangover is so bad I feel like my eye lashes make blinking a workout
We eventually had to ration the melon vodka. 10 pushups per shot. THATS why my arms hurt
Bisexual Viking-cowboy hybrid is at the bar again
Dibsssss
Thanks i'm proud of you and I'm proud of beer and vodka for making me drunk
Apparently, my drunken 3AM idea of safety is to send a GPS map of my location to someone 700 miles away. Seriously considering death as a viable alternative to this hangover. Death or Yuengling.
I asked him how his night was and he sent me a picture of a bottle of Ciroc with a bendy straw...
He also turned out to be underage (the fucking liar) so we had to get drunk on cooking sherry
Of course not. I'd be offended if you didn't bring my boobs into casual conversation.
Fuck I forgot the furry convention was this weekend and now I'm downtown. Way too high for this shit.
He sent me nudes and I told him he reminded me of Buffalo Bill.
We're meant to be. Apparently God wants me to get dicked down pretty good too so I'm not complaining about destiny
He said we had an hour long conversation about how awesome I was.
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