The only ground rules are no one is allowed to come who will say "no, that's a bad idea" or "what if we get arrested?"
Max was wondering if he could trade you sex for the use of your jumper cables
I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now
They nicknamed me the gargoyle. Sex with me is getting gargoyled. The last one I fucked yelled "gargoyle me" for dirty talk. I think fucking me is part of their pledging initiation. Somewhat OK with this.
We are NOT roofying him just to get him to pass out so we can build a masive snow cock in his yard.
It's taken me 5 years and 2 beers to finally realize that maybe he isn't the dude for me. Also, that picking your major should be done sober, lest you find your self an art major.
My vagina is depressed thinking about her future.
I just yelled at a bunch of girl scouts for yelling "cookies" to loudly. That hungover
Ok spinning in the opposite direction thatg the room was spinning was the worst advice ever
I was going to say I needed the exercise but now all I can think about is BJs
My work here is done
He kept singing Happy Birthday to himself, yelling at the bouncers for not letting him in, and telling them his "father will hear of this." He was like a drunken Scottish Draco Malfoy.
I think I've forgotten how to blink. Help plz?
Are you saying being a wizard and going to hogwarts wouldn't be life changing, believe in magic you fucking muggle
I'm pretty sure "good advice you would give to a freshman for achieving success" isn't constituted by introducing them to your addy dealer...
it is my civic duty to ensure the success of our youth.
So...#1 on my TO DO list for college is to fuck someone somewhere in the stadium during the homecoming game...you down?
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