i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
oh man. maybe i should puke on his dick? just to test how much he loves me?
No that's sign language, not a drinking game. I tried to join
There was a fucking SNAKE in the urinal. WHAT THE FUCK
HE'S turngign 18teen real soon.k
He got punched in the face, dropped his laptop down a flight of stairs, and broke his roommate's lava lamp, getting all the toxic lava goo everywhere. This is why we don't let him get drunk. And yet here we are.
I once puked on the side of the hwy driving home and it somehow made me feel more Canadian. So don't rule it out
I just fucked her in her boyfriends bathroom... he was in the room sleeping.
SURVIVAL MODE. WE CAN DO THIS. Celebratory survived-working-christmas-retail sex to follow
They invented a new game at work. Its called guess if I'm baked, hungover, drunk, or some combination of the three. Its surprisingly very difficult..
I think someone cast a spell on the lazy stoner rich boy stereotype and it came to life and called me.
I don't know how a coffee date turned into road head. But hey
I WAS SURROUNDED BY HAIRY BALLS ALL ALONE.
i just want things to go smoothly
oh they won't lmao
(440): please tell me you didn't have sex in my dress.. IT'S A VIRGIN DRESS.
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