Best look from Detroit today: running across the street with your buttcheeks on display carrying a 40 oz. Or maybe being crazy-pregnant and screaming and slamming a pay phone. Toss up.
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
I had to sleep with my math professor to pass algebra. Apparently my blowjobs are only C+ quality
Also, just grabbed a bunch of "tuxedo black" condoms. formal, anyone?
No driving. The car is spinning. I am praying for mcdonalds.
maybe i'll make good life choices and keep my legs closed. periodically txt me friday and saturday night saying "baby carrot round 2" that should stop me.
Yeah well my vagina has expectations too but they don't get met all the time.
let's just say I never want to get pulled over and have to explain to the cop why I'm wearing a false beard again.
we can fight about whose fault it is later....naked.
He's a psychology major, so instead of becoming a stripper, I'm just working out my daddy issues with him. And his cock. And spankings.
They're much more educational now btw. Don't judge.
it wasn't a total waste of time; I mean how often do you get to play scotch pong?
.....fair enough
I woke up in a bath tub and my face was sore and it wasn't because of you, I was impressed
The only reason I have clothes in my overnight bag is to cover up my sex toys.
You can't do wine Netflix and blow jobs in the bed you've had since 5th grade with your parents downstairs
Come get me...at gazebo by side entrance....im passed out in a bush...this is a Bar A bouncer texting for your buddy
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