i just made a list of the people i have slept with. is it bad that some of them are just either names of the places i met them or the color of the shirts?
i also rounded the number up for good measure. i am sure there are a few i have forgotten about.
It was amazing what she could do with her one good arm.
our cab driver is having phone sex.
i was so drunk that i ate a carrot out of her guiena pig's cage and thought it was normal
all she kept saying was "harder" "mayo" and "who are you"
i am already firmly committed to doing irish carbombs w/ 12 different people, and the st pattys day party doesnt start for another 24 hours. i may die
no where in the syllabus does it say "no alcoholic beverages allowed".
I'm scared at the amount of beastiality in this conversation.
he fucked my hip out of place.
He managed to get his pants on, so the cop just sat there facing us with his lights shining in the car. I made shadow puppets.
Hi. I probably already told you this mid puke, but thanks again for babysitting me last night. How did I get in the car?
Why is everyone in the bowling alley looking at me like i'm a prostitute just because I have bunny ears on?
Apparently campus cops frown on lighting a joint off of the eternal flame on Jerry Falwell's grave...
I seriously had alll four of your knuckles bruised into my arm
Just cuz u chase vodka with sweet tea doesn't make it sweet tea vodka
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