At the hair cuttery. A father here with his daughter just answered his phone "ken's whorehouse"...Now I remember why I used to pay more for haircuts.
I just googled maps his house, and took the virtual tour back to my apartment, just so I could visualize the walk of shame in the morning
the bottle said: caution extremely flammable. so that was my motivation.
Since your rent is paid til the first, we decided to use your apartment as the beer pong room. We apologize in advance for losing your security deposit.
Its official the day you get back into town we are having a going away to jail party for me. My last wish before prison is to shit faced drunk with you, get into a fist fight, and then cuddle up and fall asleep. Just like old times <3
Yep. It's going to be us, strippers, and drag queens.
A glittery, gay, heavily makeuped, scantily dressed clusterfuck.
She slapped me in the face with a McDouble. Just threw it right at my face while I was driving... That is why we can't bring her out in public.
my phone went off during the middle of it and he ask what i was doing. he wouldn't let my reply with "your boss". ..
I told him about the time I blacked out and shit myself and he still wanted to have sex with me that night. Feeling pretty optimistic about where this fling is going.
And then god smiled down upon me and he said let there be hangover food and let it be Wendy's
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
I was just thinking about if my bath water turned to jello and got a little freaked out
All I remember is allowing my uber driver to pull over on the side of the road to give me a massage. I was alone
then I ended up getting a lapdance from my TA...I love college.
I'm the one who said we should take things slow. I'm also the one who forced him into the back on my car so we could have sex.
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