Beth
BSB Addict
heyy just saying..i dont have that whiskey dick problem haha
that's because your dick has been "aged to perfection;" my reference is my 49 year old husband, now in bed...happy and limp!
heyy just saying..i dont have that whiskey dick problem haha
that's because your dick has been "aged to perfection;" my reference is my 49 year old husband, now in bed...happy and limp!
You do seem more the type to be the really nice horny drunk in the crowd of whiskey dicks lol
haha thats for sure..im irish polish italian and spanish..what a better combination of drinkers..and im such a lightweight
Every year when St Patricks Day rolls around I have a bit of a giggle.
A few years back I was headed for the gym very early in the morning after St Patricks Day, it was a bit chilly so I decided I'd run the last few block. I'm close to six foot tall and despite being called Grace there is nothing graceful about me, so when an inebriated three foot high little person dressed as a lime green Leprechaun staggered out of a lane way in front of me, I promptly tripped over my own feet and fell on top of him.
Thankfully I didn't squash anything vital, but we were both laughing so hard it was quite awhile before we managed to sort ourselves out and get to our feet.
Completely random and totally bizarre, and with just enough magic to make me wonder if really happened...
Every year when St Patricks Day rolls around I have a bit of a giggle.
A few years back I was headed for the gym very early in the morning after St Patricks Day, it was a bit chilly so I decided I'd run the last few block. I'm close to six foot tall and despite being called Grace there is nothing graceful about me, so when an inebriated three foot high little person dressed as a lime green Leprechaun staggered out of a lane way in front of me, I promptly tripped over my own feet and fell on top of him.
Thankfully I didn't squash anything vital, but we were both laughing so hard it was quite awhile before we managed to sort ourselves out and get to our feet.
Completely random and totally bizarre, and with just enough magic to make me wonder if really happened...
Every year when St Patricks Day rolls around I have a bit of a giggle.
A few years back I was headed for the gym very early in the morning after St Patricks Day, it was a bit chilly so I decided I'd run the last few block. I'm close to six foot tall and despite being called Grace there is nothing graceful about me, so when an inebriated three foot high little person dressed as a lime green Leprechaun staggered out of a lane way in front of me, I promptly tripped over my own feet and fell on top of him.
Thankfully I didn't squash anything vital, but we were both laughing so hard it was quite awhile before we managed to sort ourselves out and get to our feet.
Completely random and totally bizarre, and with just enough magic to make me wonder if really happened...
Sounds lovely, so friggin excited lmao. Cocktails all around.haha for sure..i cant wait hahaha..since no one has asked what ill be doing..ill go ahead and say my plans..ill be going to a big block party they have near downtown with a good friend of mine and maybe two others..we plan to replace as much of our blood with alcohol as possible...then spend the next few days recovering
Now, now, let's not be hasty!
But I can atest, when drunk most guys can't even get it up, pity...they seem much more agreeable in this state!
Hahahaha I wouldn't know what I do if a little green dude just popped out of nowhere maybe take his gold, but then he might find me. But this is funny shit, grace lmao.Every year when St Patricks Day rolls around I have a bit of a giggle.
A few years back I was headed for the gym very early in the morning after St Patricks Day, it was a bit chilly so I decided I'd run the last few block. I'm close to six foot tall and despite being called Grace there is nothing graceful about me, so when an inebriated three foot high little person dressed as a lime green Leprechaun staggered out of a lane way in front of me, I promptly tripped over my own feet and fell on top of him.
Thankfully I didn't squash anything vital, but we were both laughing so hard it was quite awhile before we managed to sort ourselves out and get to our feet.
Completely random and totally bizarre, and with just enough magic to make me wonder if really happened...
What are everyone's plans for st. patties day? and do you think its just another excuse to get drunk or a "real" holiday
I'm half Celtic, mum is from Wales who of course won the 6 nations championship yesterday, thrashing England 30-3 and thus scuppering their chances of the championship and the Grand Slam. We are talking Rugby Union here btw.
haha for sure..i cant wait hahaha..since no one has asked what ill be doing..ill go ahead and say my plans..ill be going to a big block party they have near downtown with a good friend of mine and maybe two others..we plan to replace as much of our blood with alcohol as possible...then spend the next few days recovering
Sounds lovely, so friggin excited lmao. Cocktails all around.
I love Rugby, but missed yesturday's games; I'll catch up on cable. I am mostly Irish and a some Native American (Athabascan).
As for the day itself, we usually don't do much in celebrating at home, but if we go out, "the green" abounds. How about you, do you do any celebrating for the day?