dunno bout you, but i grow tired of beef curtains
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
I can make a handprint turkey for extra credit in history. I feel like the word college should be in quotes on the school letterhead.
I just woke up. In the port-o-potty next to our tailgate. an hour after the game started. explain.
You were competing with my dog to see who had the stronger bark....
That girl that gave me a blowjob, I think I fired her last year.
There's some drunk girl alone in the field, she looks like she could use some help.
Also it's only fair that you know that that girl is me.
I woke up spooning with a broom that someone taped a mustache too..i need to stop starting my nights by drinking "hangover" wine.
Sometimes I envy you, when I'm not praying for your soul.
It was like we had a conversation with our eyes.
Was it a good conversation?
It was an awkward, sexual conversation.
I'm not even 100% sure what it is, but if it involves Thor and Doritos, I'm in
i'm sitting in my room 'bout to smoke a bowl. also, i found out that you don't need a permit to own a tiger in wisconsin, so we're buying one when we move in together.
Dude. That's like masturbating until the point that you're going to climax, then stopping, waiting for a few seconds and then starting all over. While that does lead to an altogether more powerful orgasm, it's still annoying as hell until you get there.
I was not expecting that analogy.
No one ever expects that analogy.
What is ur current declared sexuality for my bingo board
Straight boys are literally imbeciles. If Darwinism doesn’t get them female rage will.
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