We can make salsa ya know, maybe even some hot sauce. That doesn't mean we're married.
there were at least 5 of us standing around the bathroom stall cheering you on to throw up.
She's dressed as Musafa. How could this not be a good idea?
I'm hiding behind a bush in mens clothing next to a ducks crossing sign. There are joggers. Please hurry.
For sure. We should see if we can get Mike to pay for one, and have a triple kegger... :o==& (that's future me projectile vomiting. i try to be goal oriented)
i know. thats why i need an open bar. i'll get hammered and make a toast about how his dick is like the titanic. large, but full of failure.
I miss the days when all my weekends consisted of were 69 and crunchwraps
I just want to apologize for screaming when I saw you the other day. It's just that you looked really gross and I was high.
Thank you for holding my bra last night while i did a topless lap around the house
Well idk about you but my nose is all recovered for the weekend.
He's probably hung over. I sure as hell am. I want to pop out my eyeballs with a fork and soak them in cold water
In two unrelated events today I have had frostbite on my toe and cum up my nose. Who says life stops when you get married?
Is it weird that I want to have sex wearing my glasses and lab coat while having an actual scientific discussion?
I'm wearing a utility belt filled with alcohol
and here comes the time of my day when I haw to convince a guy to drive my cape and my handle to my dorm.
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