similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
do you ever facebook stalk someone so much you think their inside jokes are yours?
Apparently 151 is to me what spinach is to popeye.
I have Denny's hours of operations written on the palm of my hand....not in my writing, in a girls writing, is that as good as or equal to a cell number?
sounds like it. if it makes you feel better i blew up a $75000 farm tractor last night.
Guess who used an inflatable mattress to boat across a retention pond with brooms for oars and a radio and beer.
She came to class yesterday wearing a shirt saying Maybe Partying Will Help. Showed up to class today and puked three times.
just once I'd like to not pass out before we leave the designated pre-drinking place
i want george washington to fuck me as hard as he can holy shit
I dont even remember what i was saying but just one minute i was crying and the next i was showing u my genitals
He tripped and fell all the way to the ground and then stood right back with out spilling a drop of his 3/4 full glass of rum and coke. It was like watching something from the matrix
Why do all my exes just become Tom Hanks in Castaway?
That's a fantastic question. And an odd set of criteria to meet if wanting to date you.
No I don't. You owe me sex and cinnamon rolls.
I am witnessing a blind guy whip ass at beer pong
Want to go to Victoria’s Secret? His fiancée is out of town and I’m going to try and stop the wedding with lingerie and lots adventurous sex
Absolutely! I love a good sexual filibuster!
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