So it's 10:55am and I just woke up on the floor in the hallway on the4th floor. There should probably be no moredrinking competetions.
four days late. damn you, makeup sex. you win again.
Draw a picture of yourself puking and peeing on her and give it to her with a note that sys this could be your future if you be my friend
I feel like I'm back in highscool trying to hide my erections at work
i lose more brain cells when ever she opens her mouth then i would doing meth for 8 years of my life.
I think hes settled down now. He's just licking the walls and the windows.
its a nice change of pace not blacking out and actually remembering getting laid
I feel like I knew it was fucked up, but feared that god would take my dick away if I didn't use it last night.
This is simple. Just sex and high fives. No feelings.
Because everyone is allowed one half drunken 7:30 am walk back to campus in a cowgirl costume, right?
She's like the Jonah Hill of sorority sisters.
He somehow always manages to get me naked within 5 minutes of being together. It's like fucking witchcraft.
I woke up with a twisted ankle and was covered in lube. Not entirely sure what happened last night
The thing I'm gonna miss about him is his dick.
They tried to get you to drink water and all you kept shouting was, "NO MORE LIQUIDS OF *ANY* KIND."
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