the thought of Anne Coulter teabagging Dick Cheney kills me everytime.
and ill be dreaming of you. not in a creepy way, but in an inappropriate way
his dick got so hard in his pants and it broke his zipper
His hospital is closing...I consider it "sorry you're losing your job" sex.
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
double majoring has taught me only that psych majors are sluttier than govt majors
I try to help out whenever I can. Speaking of rough nights I woke up half naked on Brady's couch with bloody paper towels duct taped to my foot.
The alcohol just runs so smoothly thru my veins.
Some days you just pee in a stairwell and go home.
walk of shame. I'm wearing my rain jacket over my dragon costume. My tail keeps dragging in the rain.
Now I don't feel like I'm sweating cheeseburger all the time.
the fact that you trapped hornets in a mailing tube to put in his mailbox does not surprise me sadly.
The lady that was sitting beside me thought the best way to cheer herself up was to pet and ruffle my hair while crying and telling me her problems...
That's the 2nd med student that has had his tongue in my butthole, what gives.
theres a canoe in our lawn. we dont own a canoe.
it was the only safe place
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