turns out gay frats are just like normal frats, only with more v-necks
i just found a cheeto on my floor and ate it. i might still be drunk.
Im like a co-bf. he pays for her birthday and christmas, but i get all the action.
And you just kept trying to fit through the dog door and not drop Jello shots.
Am I the only one creeped out by the guy asleep behind our couch?
Get in the lobby, you have to sign my boxers
btw found the cat. he didn't appreciate the toilet bath.
I was afraid that she would smell her boyfriend's penis on my breath while we were talking.
Those titties aren't worth a lifetime of listening to her talk about gluten free yams and japanese manga.
Wouldn't it be fantastic if the corporate world cared less about about our GPA and focused more on our mastery of social drunkenness?
This is going to be one of those "I can only do this high" classes
Jacked up my neck and shoulder hanging on for dear life while I rode him like a boss. Plus my house smells like broccoli, bad! How's YOUR morning?
Lol, maybe a little bit. I don't know. I don't keep a super keen memory log of dicks honestly.
I didn't think you wanted your identity stolen along with your dignity. My mistake.
You’d probably be happy to know that I think I’ve mastered the skill of knowing “my type” and then steering clear
FINALLY. I THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD NEVER COME!
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