similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
Drinking wine. Reading twilight. On a Friday night. Biggest loser contest. First Place.
Im interpreting your silence as a silent plea for me to come wake you up. See you soon.
I'm eating lunch next to a table of beautiful culturally-diverse women chattering away happily. It's like sitting next to a Yaz commercial.
The difference between what I would do for a regular Klondike bar and an Oreo flavored Klondike bar is astounding
Seriously. You just grinded your ass all over the heisman trophy's dick. I want you to think about that.
um so slept at robs. he woke up, looked at me, and said ' oh my psychiatrists are gonna have a field day with this one' I think that's when you know you can't hang out with someone anymore
I wonder when walk of shame thursdays in the rain will finally make me stop drinking.
Something like that. Healthy diet of beer, ranch sunflower seeds and sex keeps me young.
Pornhub is still operational. Therefore, the world has NOT come to an end in the blizzard!
My goal is to be drunk before we even get out of the No Wake Zone.
Hey it's Males-You-Probably-Wish-You-Hadnt-Had-Sex-With Monday. MYPWYHHSWM
He can kiss the multicultural 3 some goodbye
It's the third day of class and I got told I smell like a distillery.
If he thinks I'm canceling my orgy to coddle his stupid fucking behavior, he has another thing coming
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