The worst part of it is that he's not the first man I've fucked with 2+ chihuahua's.
Its that time of week again, Bad life decision wednesday
I woke up with cheeseburger in my mouth and a deep sense of accomplishment.
You drunk invited us to do an intervention for you.
No, the real question is if you drink like I drink why WOULDN'T you wear a cape.
YOU ARE OBSESSED WITH PORCHES. I AM OBSESSED WITH PORCHES. HOW IS THIS REAL.
Nah its cool some of my cousins have fucked the same girls and brought them on family vacations and everything.
I have tan lines from my nipple rings.
Why do I think he'd like to keep my hair in a box?
It was literally 8 o'clock in the morning. His horniness knows no bounds.
Worse. He's Mormon. At least a gay guy will go get drinks with me.
If I'm going to keep blacking out this much I need to start taking more pictures.
No? The only contact I've had with him for months was when I drunk texted him from Costa Rica to say that all jazz sounds the same
Never. No amount of alcohol could convince my brain and eye sight that it is okay to fuck him. I'd rather fuck my cousin.
You ever stub your boner? It happened to me. Just know that drugs and strip poker and a hot tub. I'll Regale you with the story over drinks later.
Randomize
