he was like a christmas ornament you would hang on the back of the tree....not great but still made the cut.
I fucked her on my hockey bag. it doesnt get any more Canadian than that.
I'm glad my gym is open 24 hours..I stopped in on my way home to puke from the bar
there was 12 of us, girls included, shirtless and wielding swords as we bet on rock paper scissors in the middle of the bar. It was like Cinco de Mayo version of the Deer Hunter
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
You need to fuck him. The man has his own Wikipedia.
I FEEL LIKE I CAN TAKE DOWN A FULLY GROWN MOUNTAIN LION WITH ONLY A POINTY STICK OH MY GOD
I haven't been motivated enough for a shirt. And only half the day was bra-worthy.
I'll always remember 2012 as the year I hooked up with countless girls who had the sides of their heads shaved.
I just tried to make cleaning gasoline off your shoes with toilet paper in the Chemistry Building bathroom look normal. I failed.
Literally just one second of unclenched butt hole away from shitting my pants.
He was on my bed looking at me like a sacrifice to the gods of gay sex and he's definitely a bottom. Like Jesus Christ a really, really great ass of a bottom.
How is it that I can make it to my 8am Friday morning still drunk after passing out the night before...but not to my 9am on Tuesday that I went to bed early for? Irony or karma?
It's bullshittery. It's asshattery. It's complete fuckery at its finest.
yes that’s a photo of a horny gay donkey
Oh I know. I’ve known many horny gay donkeys in my time.
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