You know the guy who poops at a party and then leaves and you go in, do your business, and come out and there are girls outside that think you pooped and no one talks to you? I'm the guy who poops before you go in, because I'm in a relationship and I hate you.
Just used the D.E.N.N.I.S system successfully.
Someone in my class is wearing shirt and on the back it says...National Bible Quiz Finalist 2006. Do you really expect me to find a guy here
You don't have to be drunk! I've licked your asshole before
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
I can neither confirm or deny any bear related allegations right at this time.
There appears to be a lake on my nightstand. As usual, I should not be considered a suspect. Together, we will find out who did this.
you know who we are? We're the female white stoner version of Kenan and Kel.
I'm alone drinking at the bar and the titanic theme song is on. This won't end well.
I am the slutty bisexual glue that holds this friendship group together.
It's funny to me the only time that you clean up is when your weed delivery man is on the way.
Can't decide if this guy is hot or if I'm just bored.
Sex is clearly the solution either way.
I think I'd rather see her get hit by a car in one of those Russian dash cam videos on YouTube.
Pretty sure I got pink eye from the strip club. There is also still beer cans rattling around in my shower.
This is the most exciting thing since movie theater hand jobs
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