Did you hit it?
Turns out she was a he. but to answer your question, yes.
When I woke up his cat was sleeping on my face and i had scratch marks on my neck. not happy.
only room for one pussy in that bed.
I'll show rhose boucners: You don't let me in, I poop on your pool.
It's what America was founded on: former hookups referring you for a job four years later.
Oh they knew you from a bachelorette party! You were the pole?
Ohhh shit yeah that was me. Fuck. I hate myself when I do that.
If i had 4 hands right now is have booze in 3 of them and my cock in the other all because you went to denver. just sayin.
you cant ever make fun of my bong's stick on moustache again. its the reason the cop let me keep it and my weed.
I woke up with hair in my teeth and half his beard was missing.
He looks like a fat version of lurch from the adams family and smells like fritos. This is not the caliber man I want pleasuring himself to the thought of me!
At the start of the night I was all 'come at me universe' and three hours later I was ordering an extra large pizza in bed in the dress I had gone out in. Well played universe.
Dude it's SB. It's a proven fact that all you need to survive on is beer, weed, chips and maybe some amphetamines
Starting the day with sex, coffee and productivity are what the founding fathers intended
I'm playing a lilo and stitch drinking game
Aloha alcoholism.
Fine line between drunken accidental sleepover with your best friend's lab partner and gay sexathon. I did a cartwheel over that line. A CARTWHEEL THAT LANDED IN HIS LAP
Your trash is full of condoms and yoohoos what a great life we live
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