Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
I just realized there's an entire generation of children that will never know Alex Trebek had a mustache... Sad.
He told me the hand job I gave him this morning was "lovely".
she wrote "need hug!" on a sticky note, put it on her back, and passed out on his bed. they're trying to figure out how she got into his room...
note to self: an IV pole is no substitute for a stripper pole. Written it on my ankle cast.
apparently i saved myself a memo last night titled "cake" and all it says is "i love it so much"
He just dragged himself across the floor on his back claiming to be "the swiffer" help
He bought my favorite ceral.. I've guess I've earn the status as one of his regular fuck buddies. I feel honored and proud. His roommates girls don't get this treatment.
You were crying in a drunken stupor for an hour because "the new daft punk album didn't blow your tits off"
And I wasn't prepared because its been a very long and lonely season and I wasn't expecting to find dick at Press Box trivia night....
Not sure if creeper guy is too drunk to talk or I'm too high to listen.
I feel like a girl who eats her problems away with fast food.
When all else fails, you can always look down at your enormous penis.
Btw I definitely had pizza sauce on my face, a painful hickey on my neck, and I just remember screaming SISTER WIVES because of the girl's 1997 jean skirt! Wow.
woke up to find a case of beer in the oven and a random puppy in the house...guess i had a party last night?
I'm gonna write a book entitled "when you give a cop a cookie..."
I don't even want to know.
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