If it was for sex do you really think i would asking for a mass vote? I'm like fidel castro when it comes to sex. No public approval needed.
Now for something completely different: ive figured out how to eat a banana without insinuating something completely naughty
I'm slowing backing away from her. I tried breaking up with her and it felt like I was clubbing baby seals.
I tried calming him down but his eyes are rolling to the back of his head and he's yelling "COMA WEED!"
Something's wrong. My throat is definitely not in it's normal spot. Way too low.
We need to tone down the drinking before our 7pm class. I don't remember receiving any of these handouts.
im not sure what exactly happened but i may need help faking my own death
So instead of asking me for my number, he asked for my dad's because he wanted to "thank the man that helped create those tits."
I just hope when I turn 21, it doesn't tank my entire semester.
They shouted last call and the guy next to me and I looked each other up and down and went in unison "yup, you'll do"
I have nothing to say other than the obvious 'we probably shouldn't have done that' and the less obvious 'i think you bruised my labia major' ...?
We share an apartment, weed and genitals. It's called being practical not in love.
She's astronaut crazy. She will wear Depends and drive 12 hrs non-stop if you swipe right.
Challenge accepted
when some dude came up to you and said he didn't like your shirt you just looked at him and firmly asked if he really thought that you gave a fuck.
Things change once you put a ring on it. 5 years ago if I had morning wood she would have gone nympho on that. Now I am just lucky if she touches it rolling when we sleep.
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