So this shipmate of mine somehow managed to throw up in his back pocket.
I vaguely remember taking a shit behind the shed before I started puking over the fence. No more Xanax.
I AM SUCH A BETTER PERSON ON DRUGS
"guaranteed dick" "anywhere - her room, my room, trees, couch"
Sorry that was quotes about you from the grad student.
my head gets it he sucks but my LAME FUCKING HEART IN MY VAGINA doesnt
A little light bondage fun never hurt anybody (erotic asphyxiation excluded). Car batteries attached to reproductive organs have.
I think I'm gonna quit partying for awhile. Piercing my own nose is where I draw the line.
What happened with the girl wasn't a gay thing. It was just a mutual respect and want for sex. The guys just weren't there.
Call it what you want. You fucked a girl.
You might have to deal with a coked up ex pan American gold medalist wrestler when you get back to the room
He seems like a super lonely dude. I bet if I gave him a picture of my tits he wouldn't make me turn in this paper.
you ran up to the police and said "fuck the police shit we living in hell ". Then you dropped your Margarita and said "Darby Out" lol
Between having seen you naked and interpreting your values based on the occasional political FB post, you're no stranger for sure.
I just added Tubthumping to the playlist for tonight. This is going to make or break the party.
I swear to God if you fuck my cousin I will fuck your dad.
Anyone who does not consider cereal and wine as a balanced breakfast needs to leave immediately.
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