we're blogging at a bar
The next morning she woke up and asked who I was and where she was.
hey in girl talk does "want to come over tonight and have some beers with me?" mean i want wiener?
how do I tell the students with a crush on me, that yes, I am open to receiving blowjobs in exchange for grades?
Thru out the entire phone conversation I went from thinking: he's making a gay come-on, to he's trying to sell me drugs, before realizing he was offering me a job with an internet company. Things are gonna be awkward in class this week.
All I learned from that experience was that drinking scotch out of a crunk goblet was bad news.
There are six slides. In going to pee in five of them. You have to guess which one to go down. Agree?
Agreed.
This is NOT the time to take our hits and go to Disney. Let me repeat that. NOT THE TIME FOR DISNEY ON ACID
The condition was that I had to eat her out to Beethoven
Yep. My memoirs will be called "A Slore Worth Mentioning"
Where did you go?
I'm not really sure. They have flavored vodka. I like it and I'm never leaving. Ever.
Don't have sex in a tent there are so many opportunities for infections
Never in my life have I been so excited to nap as I am right now.
Just keep me informed about your plans. That way i can figure out places to go and if i need to shave my balls
Questions: How did Rachel get home? Why did I find both her ID's in my shoes? And does anyone know if she's alive?
Randomize
