We just made watching Intervention into a drinking game. We drink everytime someone does drungs.
foreplay: 7 minutes. sex: 3 minutes. cuddling: 10 minutes. getting dressed: 5 minutes. commute: 5 minutes.
me and this guy in my office just exchanged an "i saw you at a drag show last night" look as he passed by my desk.
I'm so proud of your ability to turn my Charlie horse last night into anal sex.
No, I left myself a half eaten cucumber and a beer next to my head, pointed at it and said 'you're breakfast' and then passed out.
She just cut the six pack plastic up and screamed "save the dolphins"..she also threw away cans of tuna. I like this girl.
Can we please get through at least one night out when you DON'T threaten to have sex with one of my parents?!?!
And, through a series of unfortunate events, I am at my grandmothers birthday party in a short dress and no underwear
he said we should drink responsibly and we all just kinda sat there laughing at him
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
yeah she's crazy. she fought a possum in my alley because it was "being a cagey little cunt"
yup and then I snapped out of it and realized I was playing beer pong against a 4 year old... and losing
only i would get off to receiving death threats online
dude, next time you say lets go on an adventure, tell me if there are going to be psychotrophics involved before hand.
Yes. I had to slow down my handjob so he would last...-and I give shitty handjobs to begin with
Randomize
