I just queefed in yoga class and now the old man next to me is smiling at me.
the dr. explained that the first big patch is called a herald patch since it's biggest. So his name is Harold the Patch.
Wow. You named your rash.
I may or may not have puked in my RA's suggestion box.
Using Dr. Seuss quotes to ask me how badly I want your penis is not appropriate.
We need to buy some popsicles so we can remind ourselves we're good at this.
He's talking about how great of a find these dollar store condoms were. Help.
People were drinking out of 26ers with straws, and somewhere someone yelled "fill me with dicks!" I'm home.
Shitshow foam night was such a success
I should work for the FBI. Or planned parenthood.
That's quite a broad spectrum. What did you do?
Nothing like the soothing screaming of your neighbor getting boned while eating a pizza on the front porch.
I just googled: how soon can I pee on a stick. What is my life coming to.
Packing for college has become a game of where did I hide my sex toys.
I've had sex to the movie Tommy Boy too many times to be acceptable.
I'm trying to behave my vagina this week so I can at least pretend I'm honoring the sanctity of marriage
I just want you to make me second guess my worth as a human. Is that too much to ask?
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