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."
you have to give me like a days notice for these kinds of things, you cant just call at 9 am and expect me to be sober
I can handle NPR. I speak hippie. I took it in college.
yes he's amazing in bed. he made me like, black out. everything went black it was weird. so yes, i'd fuck him again. plus, he has every season of buffy on dvd
I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.
I also referred to her clitorous as her "vagina dot" last night...probably going to be dumped soon.
I didn't want to have to tell you this, violating our brother/sister code not to discuss these things but: for the love of christ stop inviting that 21 year old idiot I slept with for six months to EVERY PARTY WE THROW.
I think I'm still fucked. I can see the electricty going through the street car lines
Burnt my ear trying to use the bathroom blow dryer as a telephone.
Something about Sunday night screams phone sex
NO. FUCK YOU. I HOPE SOMEONE REPLACES YOUR LUBE WITH HOT SAUCE.
ok so i got home drunk and was cleaning my kitchen and i was shaking out the throw rug and dropped it out the window, i'm sorry
You were staring right at you dick at the urinals, then looked at all the other guys dicks and fist pumped saying "I win!"
She and I had some intense sexual tension earlier when she dumped a package of apple straws all over my body.
Was it a bad idea to have spent all of my tax return on coke?
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