If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
the day after is always just damage control
As soon as I saw the video camera and red light on, I started rolling my eyes when he would put it in me and telling him maybe his dick was too small cause I didn't feel anything...trust me that tape is going nowhere
All I remember is yelling RUN as fireworks started going off in the kitchen. Who said that was a bad idea?
Found your pants in the mailbox
What were my pants doing in the mailbox?
I don't know but there's postage on them
I'm leaving my hospital band on when we go drinking tonight. I'm aiming for pity sex.
i really care about you, respect you, another gay word, and another gay word... lets just drink
I called him daddy. To his face. Somewhat sober. What more could I do?
oh wow I have been there. Hell one time Matt and I woke up naked with pizza rolls in the bed.
I dont know about you but I'm not getting out of bed this summer for anything but food or sex
Came home plastered at 8am. Roommate had hot glued all the ashtrays and various items to their surfaces. Couldn't handle it. Went back to the bar.
Just remembered when I first started going down on him he goes "ok now I feel a little better about the broncos losing"
It's a sad statement on my day when the high point was getting a pap test.
I made a booty call at 3:30 am on a Monday... I think I just became the ultimate female fuckboy. I don't know whether to be ashamed or get myself a trophy.
someone commented on last weekends photos impressed that so many homeless people wanted to take pictures with us. weird that those "homeless people" are our friends... right?
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