I just sold a pizza for the ability to listen to spice girls.
that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
I hope you shit your pants in a socially devastating situation.
we fucked to don't stop believing. most epic sex EVER.
the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
low key just jizzed in a chinese food container
You better have your party panties on Saturday!
Why only Saturday?
Well I have an AA meeting Sat morning so I'm going to try to take it easy Fri.
i proceeded to stick my hands in his pants while he continued to repeat i have a girlfriend
Please tell me that chemistry equipment is for chemistry and not for producing felonies.
A group of drunk Marines just serenaded me, never leaving this place
She only fucks to metal. I don't know whether to marry her or run for the hills.
I'm just going to have crazy good sex with him until one of us developed feelings that works in the movies right?
I'm just imagining Oprah like "you're popping a boner, and you're popping a boner...EVERYONE IS POPPING A BONER"
Chugging this bottle of Jim at the airport is proving more difficult than I imagined. TSA is not amused.
As you were leaving you yelled at the owners that the stairs weren't suitable for "intoxacapated" people and promptly fell down them.
So I WAS right.
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