Saw a Delta Zeta recruitment poster today. On it, somebody added, "All you need is your daddy's credit card and a lack of self-respect."
i feel like a thai whore the morning after the navy left.
me and my sister are feeding my dog poprocks. this is proof you don't need a lot of money to have fun.
her boyfriend dumped her for my exgirlfriend. so filming our hookup is pretty much a definite.
Good, she had spurs on her boots. That is a sign for instant herp attack.
Just disregard the tooth in the plastic bag in the fridge.
I'm getting the lip of my vagina pierced & you expect ME to be the voice of reason?
Cops on bikes. I think I can outrun them.
I almost just texted "I'm lonely" to my gynecologist.
You is good. You is important. You is a slut.
He didn't get laid that weekend.. and that is honestly an accomplishment for the rest of us.
you really need to remember next time not to write your name and phone number on the paper its wrapped in.
But what if it got lost?
its illegal. you dont want people to contact you if they find it.
It's Christmas, you should know what a virgin is.
I am eating a fluff-a-nutter sandwich at the gym right now. I brought vodka too.
so at target i bought condoms, on sale undies, pasta roni, and martini mix. the old lady who rang me up asked "honey are you a freshman?" yea lady i am, thanks.
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