we turned dreidel into a drinking game. i kept landing on gimel. im glad we have 7 more nights of this
just threw up in the bus full of other international students just outside of boulder, just keeping the aussie reputation alive
so it turns out, not only do the doormen judge the girls I bring home, but they rate them.
James and whatshisface bought me drunks. I am drinks.
Wash that dress asap. You laid down on the kitchen floor and tried to sweep the floor with your body.
I just saw the Mona Lisa in the background of a porno. Whole new appreciation for art. fuck you I'm cultured.
like seriously. this whole place is the shit. like i can move clouds. no other way to explain it but i can fucking move clouds.
After you puked in the bathtub you claimed you were never eating quesadillas again and you never even ate a quesadilla
Her hotness level dropped from an 8 to a 2 as soon as I walked into her place. It REEKED of cat piss and there was no litter box and NO CATS.
Just please don't close your legs while I'm down there again. I don't want my death to be labeled as "Head crushed while giving an individual cunnilingus".
I just took a plan B pill with my preworkout. That's the level I'm on today.
I think I just read the whole internet. Front to back.
Your girlfriend agreed to a threesome, I saw dogs in a bar. It seems life is falling into place for us
one nice thing about being home: no walks of shame, just drives of shame
You and your dick were a topic of high regard tonight
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