Pregaming class all semester has made this final review session more like my introduction to the topic.
On the bright side, I hit her with the door on the way in
She texted her brother about how much she loved his hot tub. He responded three days later that he wasn't aware he owned a hot tub.
You refused to get in the cab so we rock paper scissored to decide who walked you home and the fat guy was it. So don't blame your poor hook-up choice on me; it was all you.
Off topic, but is it sad that Matthew and I are calculating how much sex we need to have in order to work off a taco bell burrito?
But you can still look for dick after you find Jesus.
You know where a good place to spend summer is? In your head. High as shit. It doesn't matter where you are.
Just retrieve me from the bathroom floor when you're done
And I wasn't prepared because its been a very long and lonely season and I wasn't expecting to find dick at Press Box trivia night....
ill dress up as a sperm donor and you can go as the cup....
BABE I MISS YOU SO MUCH LIKE THE SADNESS OVERWHELMS BONER ABILITY
WHO TURNS DOWNA FRESHLY WAXED VAGINA IN A MAIDS COSTUME LITERALLY LAYING IN YOUR BED
Saw a thong on the yellow lines of the street when I left this morning, are they yours by any chance?
Remember that time we were together? Yeah, I don't miss that.
Justin has passed out on the toilet in a locked stall. Stay tuned for pics.
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