I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
walking in back of a girl wearing booty shorts, a halter and a bracelet that says trainwreck. I don't get it. The first day of nice weather and all the whores come out, are they like hibernating bears or something?
kinda considering buying a life alert for sophmore year
i really care about you, respect you, another gay word, and another gay word... lets just drink
Was it high me or sober me who put those Jolly Rancher sticks in the freezer? I'd be soooo impressed if it was high me.
And I was aware of my actions - that is not a penis I will say no to until I have a ring on my finger
Our room will be decorated with my urine.
So I pull up to an apartment complex and immediately felt like I was here to get stoned.
You strapped the bucket of KFC into the carseat and refused to let me drive over 20 miles per hour the whole ride home. That high.
dude, i just accidentally flashed your mom. BIG TIME.
YOU BETTER NOT BE SHAVING YOUR LEGS RIGHT NOW IM TRYING TO HELP YOU
Oh no. Did you guys fuck on my pull out couch?
And I woke up by myself with peanut butter.. Cool
How dare you not respond to me after opening up a picture of my bare breasts
Its pretty bad when you can tell twins apart by the size of their penises...
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