Yeah....I really appreciate it....I didn't even get it from hooking up....lame, atleast if a girl gets u sick when u r hooking up it was fun in its inception...
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
So after i got done, she went over and got out her gecko, I felt like I was in an X rated geiko commercial.
I had another sleeping on concrete incident.
just fit an iguana in a condom...have pics
Every perfect package comes with a warning label.
She kept saying my hands are a cupcake factory
theres 5 guys on the side of the road with beads and their shirts off screaming at cars already.
It's a special occasion. Hence the 151.
I'm not drinking anymore...and by that, I mean until St. Patrick's Day.
Just did it in a room with glowing stars to Peter Gabriel's down to earth on shrooms. This is like god
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
My vag is like the Sahara
Ew that's gross.
The sad truth. Barren and empty.
So my flight takes off at 8am. Does this mean I need to break my airport bar pre-flight ritual?
Aren't you the one who taught me that airports are the judgement-free drinking zone?
Yes, bail money means jail. It also means lie to dad, do it now.
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