So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
she kept yelling 'call me bella'
he ran me a hot bath. i thought i was in a pot and was going to be eaten. i was strangely ok with this
I like when I have the chance to say normal things like 'I know her from college' vs 'I did a ton of blow with her one night at Studio B.'
This is no lauging matter. Huge cock equals great sex. Marriage to huge cock equals great life.
they pretty much knew i was there to get drunk and fuck their daughter
They were picking gravel out of my face for an hour. I think I took more out of the road than the road did of me.
Barfights against pavement aren't genrally won by people. Props.
You came home with a traffic cone and said, "this is my birthday condom."
We should have a bouncer at the top of our stairs asking the guys we bring home for ID...
THINK! exactly how many raw eggs did you color and hide in my apt.
You motherfucker. I just had an MRI with a penny under my boob.
My flask has coffee in it for finals week.. So that's responsible right?
New drinking game idea: Take a shot for every republican you see on facebook bitching about the ruling.
That was years ago. And it was chlamydia.
If you really hate him do what I do: give him an amazing night of unforgettable sex then dump him. You’ll ruin sex for him because new girls won’t compare
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