Drinking on Fremont Street in Vegas on New Years Eve. I'm the one with the button up shirt and brown/yellow beanie. I don't know the fag on the left in the gay hat. Wish I was that drunk now.
Dude, why didn't you do it????? It is like the best idea to do that thing call her right now!!!! And then tell us what happens.
My ultra-cynical guess is that "kiss" is code for "c'mon baby let's do it without a condom...I'm on the pill I swear!!"
Who wants to fuck a chick up the ass with a condom? And the ATM ergonomics are way more natural without having to stop and extricate your dick from the Coney Island White Fish.
Good on ya! What are your plans? Need some advice? I'm sure we could help out. For instance, wear this shirt: It's subliminal. All she'll think about all night is giving you chair-head. Then, before she knows what's going on, you're balls deep in her face. Be sure she's properly informed, so send her links to the appropriate training material.
Just don't take her to the Venetian in Vegas. I snapped this photo there a few weeks ago. They're not cool with your kind:
Chaz Bono? I thought it was Rex Ryan for a minute. Oh well, He could pass for a fat diesel any day. Oh and, Spoiler The Jets are getting raped Sunday
He had me up until this point. Isn't beer a requirement for recreational mechanical work? I always thought of it like grilling, if you don't have a beer in your hand when you're grilling the food will taste like shit and a baby will die.
Happy Birthday, Wikipedia. You're proof that a million monkeys with typewriters actually can produce something of value.
Snowed into my house. Again. I don't care what any of you say, winter sucks. I've never had balmy heat trap me in my house on a fucking saturday.