: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
long story short: there's a file in the master file cabinet labeled "lube".
Yeah getting kicked out of the bar at 1 pm really set the tone for the day.
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
ex-cheerleader. ex-gymnast. ex-dancer. i dont even know who to go for tonight
It's official, the cities waste management does not recycle porn.
Fair enough. Everyone has some guilty pleasures. Yours is yourself
Hey, remember when Hot Stuff played in the back of the ambulance? Or no, cause of your concussion...
we had break-up sex in a port-a-potty. how do you think it went?!
Because of my cut offs, my brother is convinced I fucked a girl so hard she forgot to take her pants. Fairly accurate.
I chased him for half a mile, lost him then somehow ended up at his house. Is that still considered stalking? I WAS drunk.
The time to say "now you can't go and be strange about this at work" is not as you are penetrating your coworker. NOW its awkward
I'm planning our wedding on the computer and our threesome on my phone. At the same time.
Last thing I remember I was riding on a picnic table being hauled around by a lawn mower with an empty case of bud light on my head...
when i woke up w mysterious sticky crap in my hair, i assumed i had another blackout hookup. nope. turns out i made PBJ and proceeded to pass out in it. i ate the evidence when i woke up.
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