remember when jerking off was fun and not a neccesity
champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
Well if I fail my finals for being drunk on Cinco De Mayo there is always next year to graduate.
You said that last year...
i'm pretty sure the only people calling it "sexting" are ones who don't actually do it
we literally hit three floors of our apartment building searching for condoms. also got macaroni.
I'm not gonna lie. having my legs shaved for me in the morning was a lovely surprise.
He told me his penis would be a "Sad Panda" if I didn't give it a ride through the jungle.
I feel like my teeth are sweating.
The sorority chicks were the Persian army, and we were their 300 Spartans. Can barely stand up now...such a good ratio
I really need to create fewer "the time I was on drugs" stories for my future memoir, "my first year in San Francisco".
good luck with that
I noticed a trail of vomit coming up the drive way. You must be home
He had a cruise ship of a dick and I need to set sail on that ocean again
Woke up in a car, do you own a silver car parked a few miles form the house...hope so
I just made deviled eggs for everyone not passed out. Im officially becoming a drunk chef.
For someone who's supposed to be gay Greg is really good at seducing me into things I don't wanna do
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