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She was to tired for head so she opted for a footjob with poor results. I dont want to talk about it
He did leave his bud tall boy and 2 choco tacos, so not a total loss.
Today's weekday brunch started at 2pm, and consisted of $7 of sandwich and $50 of cocktails. Also, I hustled the bartender for about $3 playing nickel poker, but he may have been letting me win. Either way, he didn't get into my pants.
She yelled "taste the gay rainbow" in a biker bar. She's either brave or fuckin stupid.
I just took two shots of Burnerts out of a ladle. Get here now.
You gave your boss a bj to get the safe employee of the month award?
which one of you assholes put my new jeans down the garbage disposal?!
Also, rendered a whole bar silent last night when I told a guy to take off his panties and take a shot out of my cleavage. Video to follow...
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
I successfully convinced a drunk NDSU student that their school does not have a football team and another that they weren't in Fargo. I'm a dangerous sober shark in a sea of drunks.
In hindsight combining orgy Thursday with mystery drink madness was begging for failure
Oh my goodness please please please my inner slut needs some pampering, shes getting rusty and nothings worse than a rusty slut
I think mark twain said that originally
Jacked up my neck and shoulder hanging on for dear life while I rode him like a boss. Plus my house smells like broccoli, bad! How's YOUR morning?
For the record, it's NEVER ok to discuss my stripper-related injuries with my fiance.
I'm ok. I've got the pantsless-with-dignity thing down pat
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