She kept calling me her DD, which I assumed meant designated driver, so I was confused because I don't even have a car. Found out later it means designated dick. It's what her and her friends use as code for the guy they want to hook up with at the end of the night. I feel so used.
My professor is talking about sperm and all I can think about is my mouth
his mom called while we were having sex and asked if we could finish in his brothers room because her ceiling fan was about to fall on her bed
look, i dont wanna be "that girl" but if someone offers me coke in exchange for sex, i cant say no.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
i drank out of a bidet.
It all boils down to, who else do we know that is willing to buy our friendship?
Someday you'll be stoned enough to create a one-person step team and then you'll understand
We told you to go get more fire wood and you came running back with a log that was on fire, not drunk at all.
can i text him and be like "oh yeah, forgot i kinda made out with a girl this weekend. For future reference, does this count as cheating?" ?
I'm never drinking with you again. I woke up in Midtown with a 7' tall Norwegian rugby player named Lexie. Never. Again.
She sent me nudes via email. What the fuck are we still in the 90s? Grow up
Well, at some point in her life every girl has to decide how much weird she's willing to tolerate for hot tall banker cock
Currently eating Dominos at the bar high as shit so that's how homework is going
I just made a dick pic collage. Let me just tell you,there is no comparison to the latest!
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