He was dressed in cheap leather and smelled like death.
He wouldnt get hard, then started talking about his ex wife. I literally rolled over and started to cry
Believe it's possible to jerk off while watching the food network.
I make my boyfriend pay for half of my birth control. We call it his monthly rent.
Second wave of rafting ended in a concussion. Don't worry though, the paramedic says it's still not considered a DUI.
He sent me a Microsoft outlook meeting request to blow him in the storage room at work. I had to accept.
I gave up. I'm crying over my notes. Oh, ya know, just another drunk finals week
Because Kyle had a tattoo kit at his house and I wanted one and all he could draw was a mustache or a stickman on fire
drinking right out of the bottle and nobody bats an eye.
its good to be home.
I think we need to stage an Intervention. Her Instagram is a call for help.
Apparently he walked into the room and started yelling at some huge hairy dude to get out of my room. Except it wasn't my room... Because he was on the fourth floor.
He fell into the beer pong table and broke it. Then he threatened to throw the toliet at us if we didn't let him keep playing
the only decorations on the Christmas tree were twinkle lights, condoms, and empty natty cans. I do love a classy holiday party
So far 2 of my professors caught me looking at their dicks
The best part of last night is not remembering half of it
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