so that wasnt chicken after all
sometimes in life you just needs hand puppets
I don't really want to write this paper. It's the last one of the semester - I need to savor the feeling of procrastination.
a cemetary is a place for people to rest in peace and you just spermed all over their land
ill do whatever it takes for me to get more high and eat pie
Well if my looks don't work with her I'll eat the 50 nuggets to impress her fat roommate.
It's ok. Rob's just shotgunning upside down.
I'll be gone when you wake up but you hit a girl so I knocked you out. Never hit a girl. Unless it's with your penis.
Just got my stitches out.. Now I can give a proper hand job
Your argument isn't valid... just because I test the waters doesn't make me gay. Makes me versatile. And who doesn't love that!
This is what my life has come to. Like, I may or may not have just stolen pizza from the guy I just hooked up with's fridge when I left...
i ate her out in full view of all her roomates. the word awkward doesnt even cover it.
It was sweet, he carried me out of my bathroom after I passed out, built me a pillow fort so I wouldn't roll out of bed, set a glass of water on the table, and brought me a mixing bowl to puke in. Totally a sign we're more than just fuckbuddies.
I just don't understand what you plan on accomplishing there except for losing all vestiges of post-freshman year dignity
What time is our conjugal visit?
Umm...who is this?
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