...so i touched it.
nothing this campus sells is worth it. not even sex.
You asked the waitress for a vasectomy and handed her a butter knife, like you were ordering something from the menu
I wish i could put a picture of my ass of my resume...that seems to be the only way i will ever get hired
she's telling me all about the love triangles of her sims. you tell me how it's going.
Exactly. So you're exempt under the "I can't just fuck her to make it go away" clause of 2010.
Unless you've also woken up wearing a poncho and a ring pop, I suggest you don't judge me. Okay, I even judged myself for that.
I CAN'T DO THIS MUCH FABULOUS BEFORE LUNCHTIME
I just look @ having a child spit on you as another form of birth control. I think my ovaries just tied themselves in a knot.
All I could think about while he was going down on me was that his moustache reminded me that I want to try something new with my pubic hair.
Yes... I'll kill two birds with one crazy ecstacy filled night.
Based on your 5AM twitter activity I gather you found MORE FREE COKE??
She shows up drunk at 3am for sex and then punches me straight in the eye in the middle of it because "you're too nice."
I'm going to reward myself for having sex with coffee and a breakfast burrito.
Going to the pool bar doesn’t exactly count as “exploring”
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