I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
The walk of shame isn't so shameful when you do it in a stolen, autographed Favre jersey.
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
I basically have a picture with a half naked foreign exchange student. He kept screaming rolltide and i felt like a traitor
Found out people don't like it when you get drunk at fundraising auctions and bid in foreign currencies.
The neighbors outside are screaming at one another about God knows what and everyone is too scared to go outside and we NEEd more beer
I. Did. In fact. Sprain. My liver. This. Weekend.
Trying to figure out if the guy I'm with right now is the same guy I met spring break
Oh duude it is the guy from spring break! Awk.
He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter.
She said she didn't know what fireball was. We are no longer friends.
Asking me to suck on my nipples isn't going to make me less mad at you.
You may be fancy. But you'll never be having cheesy garlic bread and scotch at 3am fancy.
I think my pickup truck has been used for the sex... This doesn't sit right with me.
she threw up on her exam, awkwardly wiped it off with her sleeve and continued writing.
I was asked to be part of a mmf threesome. I think I'd rather stay home, watching Orange is the New Black and cuddle with my cat though
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