When i look at that picture of him, i'm a little proud to be like yeah, his dick was in my mouth saturday no big deal.
She's allergic to latex.
Lucky bastard.
He's doing the single life. He recently finished like a 3 year relationship. You can't date him.
But I don't want to date him. I just want to look at him. Naked. And in my bed.
you could never motorboat her...you'd have to motor-titanic her
surprisingly enough, it isn't that uncomfortable to have sex with a heart monitor on
Hey, this is Travis. I just so intelligently deduced that I am in a college dorm somewhere in western oregon. Probably WOU, based on the process of elimination.
At least now when I say "never again" the likelihood is that it won't actually happen again the next weekend...that my friend is called growth
And after that you guys started calling arbor mist "breakfast juice"
In Texas. Drank way too much wine. Puked in a gallon zip lock bag. Passed out at 445 with the ENTIRE family here. Got up at 745 in time for dinner. I made you proud!!!
I don't care how hot she was, she wouldn't stop singing "Shut Up and Dance", instant boner-killer.
I almost rear ended this hot guy driving a Porsche Cayenne just so I could get his phone number
My sister just poured me a dbl Ciroc on the rocks and said "the ice makes it festive." Honestly what a role model.
We power houred with shots of red wine. Somehow we ended up with 7 bottles and lost Chris. Trying to find him this hungover is proving very unsuccessful.
Apparently I gave a guy a hand job on the dance floor. ON THE DANCE FLOOR.
The night went downhill somewhere between the time I was triple fisting smirnoff and when I was throwing up in the yard in nothing but my bra while he talk to me about mashed potatoes
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