it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
its like they have never seen someone walk through campus with a plunger
The parties out here are fucking awesome and I've got the grades to prove it.
That glade motion activator thing keeps going off every time we pass the bong. I don't know what I'm getting high off right now.
booty call hours are between 1:30-3:00 AM thurs-sat with the exception of major drinking holidays and election days. please try again
I'm crying, drinking alone and applying for jobs tonight. I figure the alcohol will lower my job standards.
and after i failed the breathalyzer i said to the cop "i've never been very good at tests"....
Looks like breakfast in bed is out the window. She can't get up because I "fucked her into paralysis." My stomach is not happy with my dick right now
just chugging fertility tea and vodka, no big deal.
I can't sleep. My mind keeps asking "turn down for what?" but it won't accept any of my answers.
Would seriously like to slash his tires but then I feel like I'd have to deal with him longer.
I can recall having this conversation with a three year old, but go on
Guy pissing in the corner in downtown Boston as his girlfriend is covering him up, yelling "relationship goals"
You're emotionally mature, right? I said you were.
I have at least four things in my line of sight that have Kermit the Frog on them in my dorm. Does that answer your question?
Apparently I gave a guy a hand job on the dance floor. ON THE DANCE FLOOR.
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