Yeah and Nick is shooting his loaded 9mm in his backyard.
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
Pre-game strategy: play thunder by yourself in the shower. Surprisingly, success.
I take that as "no I'm not driving you to the bar in a blizzard"
Tonight's trip to the ER was brought to you by, "fork jousting."
So help me Jesus we're never drinking together again. But weekends don't count. Amen.
Honest opinion...too aggressive to bring the funnel out to the bar? Also just so you know im at the bar. with the funnel.
IM FEEDING MY CAT ALL THE HAM
When did angry sex become our thing?
I was afraid she wouldn't be able keep up but I woke up in a bathtub, she called me a pussy and made me pancakes.
All I know, is I had green sex and beer and got driven home. That's it.
He has a bathrroom scale in his room with an alarm attached to it so anything over 150 sets it off and in his drinking stupper he can make a run for it.
Haha, how do I word that nicely? "You got me to the edge of no return twice and failed to let me orgasm, therefore you owe me chicken nuggets or hot wings. Your decision"
I made out with my moms boyfriends son last night. Thanksgiving is gonna be reeeal fun!
I honestly don't understand how your night went from singing a touching rendition of Africa to an angry political rant to low key trying to find a frat boy to bang to doing dishes to yoga
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