Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
I bet the first cavemant to make fire got so much pussy
thank you for introducing me to everyone on chat roulette as I was passed out.
There was an awkward moment where I was going for his cock and he reach out and held my hand, thinking that what I was doing
I woke up and took my shirt off, and there was what I was assume to be pieces of tree in my chest hair. Any ideas about that one?
I'm blaming hurricane Irene if I get pregnant tonight.
No, I don't just love you because you have big boobs. I just wouldn't visit as often.
Dude, did you know, your blood is contaminated with over 17 non-beer fluids?
You know the cave of wonders in Aladdin? That's how I feel about his apartment. Except with blow and other treasures.
Youre having a picnic
Yeah but all we have is vodka, so it's getting a bit out of hand.
Like why am I even still facebook friends with a guy I let finger me at a concert?
He was more upset that I got into his phone than about getting caught cheating.
Does going to a local bar count as taking part in Small Business Saturday? Asking for a friend
I woke up with sticky red stuff all over my sheets, face, and chest. Apparently after I blacked out I thought eating ribs in bed was a good idea
You're moving up the public shitting ladder
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