Ha. Yes. I'm at a strip club. I'm the barack obama of strip clubs
weak ass sauce last night. waste of time. you suck. ps. your boobs are fake
we have to go try and show our tits so we can get ID-free drinks at applebees
school has made you so classy.
that's mcgill. producing sluts since 1884.
considering how much of last night I don't remember and the amount of ones laying on my desk right now, it's safe to say I'm concerned
I'm so disappointed in myself I can actually taste it.
Does it taste like semen?
I'm naked in the window of the hotel and I feel like I'm walking in slow motion like a robot
Let's enter the circle of trust. Are we there yet? Ok. If I somehow hypothetically slept with Amandas ex husband...on a scale of one to ten...how bad is that?
nothing like a cross blunt to celebrate the birth of our savior
So I'm sitting at my desk and Thunderstruck came on my iPod. I then proceeded to drink coffee every time I heard thunderstruck. Who says you don't remember anything from college?
just had sex in my dorm hall public bathroom while wearing my favorite cat sweater. tonight was a win
Can you not touch my dick while I'm holding a gecko?
We kept having to tell you that you couldn't just sit wherever you wanted at Walmart. Sitting in the middle of the raw meat section was unacceptable and children were staring at you.
Disregard everything I texted you last night. Oh, and disregard me hooking up with your boyfriend.
I just tried to dye my pubic hair teal for her
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