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My gut feeling that we had reached a new level of intimacy last night was confirmed early this morning when you sleep farted on penis.
Highlight of the weekend: getting roundhouse kicked in the dick while switching from reverse cowgirl.
I yield to the immortal wisdom of one ludacris, who famously wrote, "can't turn a hoe in to a housewife." Indeed, ludacris, indeed.
You were drunk it couldn't have been that bad
I've never been drunk enough to enjoy getting a blister on my dick.
Okay well we need to be adults. We're gonna end up with diabetes or some shit.
struggle bus is officially taking me on a road trip to hell. If this is just the first destination, I'll jump out the fucking window.
"Little drunk?" Honey you were "livetweeting" Sublime's "Sublime" album while it was playing in his car, and at one point you said you hoped they play Santeria. "Little drunk" doesn't cover it.
2 things: 1) can you get hep from toilet water? And 2) do you know where we can get a new skillet for cheap?
Please tell me those aren't related.
I made rice.
A big dick and how quickly they respond to snapchat is all I look for in a guy
We should go, because after those margaritas time is running out on my sobriety clock.
A homeless guy wouldnt accept my granola bar because he didnt have any teeth. I think i win the prize for the ultimate rejection
He put oyster crackers in his ramen noodles. Is that a thing? Because holy shit I had never thought of it before and if it's not a thing he's my new stoner hero for discovering it.
My mom just gave me my fake back to buy her more wine.
That's why we don't trade sex for Taco Bell. It's called the dollar menu.
Direct quote from her that tipped me off I was getting some: "I want to jump on his shoulders and wrap my legs around his face"
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