your suggestions for charades were, getting sucked into an aircraft turbine, getting raped by a dolphin, and having sex with a vacuum cleaner. you got your own, and actually used a vacuum cleaner as a prop.
What. The. Fuck. No, you will not spank me.
That wasn't intended for you, my bad.
His dick might not be the answer to my problems, but I'm definitely ok with testing it as a possible solution.
u kept pointing at random guys and making quacking or mooing sounds.
That just sounds like a recipe for sex in my backyard. Yes.
I can feel the fear and stress bubbling in my stomach. Or maybe that is the pregnancy.
When one is stoned and browsing online dating profiles all men sound like serial killers.
Me and allie were just offered cocaine by a strange man in a women's bathroom. Why have I not lived in Austin my whole life?
DID YOU REALLY JUST GIVE ME A FIRST BASE SIGN
By the way I peed in a mug last night cause you were in the bathroom and im pretty sure it is still in the kitchen.
Drugs and unwanted pregnancies are the only things that I'm good at. College comes in at a close third.
i fucked his best friend. once right next door to him. i'm pretty sure that could be called sweet revenge.
One lesson I've learned so far from college: You've always got time for one more shot. Always
Well, thanks for not letting me sleep with anyone, but no thanks for telling everyone I have the clap.
My parents left me the house for the weekend...you know what that means?!
Harry Potter marathon and no pants.
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