Not only did I hold your hair back as you puked, i french braided it. I am such a great friend.
He woke up next to me, said I "wasn't naked enough" and fell back asleep. I proceeded to blow him.
I was also standing on my bed with a road cone pounding on the ceiling at 3am. Not sure why
I'm still not walking right. We need some boundaries for "drink-or-dare"...
And then she apologized after the blow job for being too sick to deep throat. I'm in love..
I demand visitation hours with the duck.
I broke down outside of an all boys correctional facility
well if that's not a gay porn waiting to happen, i dont know what is...
BTW my friend remembers her as "the one with the pronounced chin"
So, I'm drinking, and I put my head down in the table. The cat jumped up to check on me, I have a cat sober monitor.
My saliva right now is around 7.6% alcohol/volume.
She mentions her boyfriend one more time, I'm taking her home and breaking that shit up.
My Sundays are fucking awful. Can't get a blow job.....can't get a win.
So you're mad that I let you go home with the guy with soft hands but yet you can't understand that I was just trying to help you
Heeyy... sorry I got so drunk. You probably don't ever want to see me again. Thank you for dealing with me when I tried to jump over the deli counter for some mayonnaise.
That’s true love. If they recognize a chocolate mold of your anus.
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