Nothing kills the mood more than a jesus song.
at russian wedding, no open bar. bottles of vodka at table. getting to work tomorrow may be an issue.
Not even close. I woke up in the bed of Codys truck. Wrapped up in a sleeping bed, using a stuffed alligator as a pillow. And Alex was laying naked beside me. Not to mention I wasn't wearing the clothes I got there in.
beware of the wheat thins...there might be a knife in it
I don't think my prof knows we've noticed her No Bra Fridays.
I met her tumbling down the stairs chugging Captain Morgan. I'm not sure why she has the better reputation either.
oh come on since when have relationships been boundary lines for us
fair point
He told me I was his first American. I feel like I should've brought a flag to plant on him.
Bring the pizza ill bring the boundaries we can cross
Mike passed out early so we kept filling his mouth with redi-whip and letting the dog lick it out, but he started getting hives so we stopped.
I'm trying to puke quietly so i don't ruin my grandma's birthday/my graduation brunch. And you say i need to grow up.
He didn't even get to the first chorus of Hotel California before he started convulsing on top of me.
Of two things I'm absolutely sure: 1. I only took 2 hits off that joint and 2. I definitely ran over hedwig on the way home
We were covered in sweat and glitter, making out onstage, in front of everyone. I think it was a good night.
I’m calling dibs!
You can’t call dibs on dick. That’s free range dick. May the best vagina win!
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