She walked in the room and sighed really loudly fishing for attention. but I didn't bite cuz I don't give a fuck what's wrong with her.
Four minutes until I can fart!
he looked like jesus. just the kind of jesus i would have sex with.
I think the phrase "baptist college" should be an oxymoron.
Double fisting Gray Goose bottles. We've officially ruined her.
my financial goal is to have my cable back before football season starts
It's a self-perpetuating puke chain.
I don't know if it was his cologne or his Jesus hair, but he was much more fuckable than last time I saw him.
Now that I think about it, it may have been the 6 pitchers of beer.
Apparently I used ziplock bags to smuggle my drink out with. By pouring it in one, then cut the corner like it was an icing bag later that night. What is wrong with me?
It's like I just got slapped in the face with the cock of nostalgia.
that's the second time I've left that bar and slept with the person that's driven my car. thank god I don't take cabs..
I'd say it's his fault for never running us through proper protocol for "catching your RA in the middle of him banging some girl"
THIS IS THE 11TH FUCKING COFFEE TABLE THAT YOU AND RICHARD CRASHED THROUGH.
I'm surprised me and Richard survived 11 of your coffee tables.
YOU TWO ARE BUYING ME A NEW ONE I AM PISSED.
You have more time for sex than anyone I know.
Hmm should I take my nipple rings out before my sisters wedding/family vacation in Puerto Rico where I will be with my mother 24hrs a day for four days wearing a bathing suit seemingly the entire time? Or should I just risk it and not hug anyone.
Risk it. Keep the titties tough.
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