It's an acquired taste. Like keystone. Or caviar.
Ive been using palmolive to shower with for he last week, dont tell me about not having money. Im heading to the bar r u going.
I don't appreciate the fact that you tagged me as a giant bucket Miracle Whip.
I just found a video on my phone from last night of you yelling, "you can't fuck me!" at least 20 times
Woke up Christmas Eve morning with my face smelling like ballsack.. No regrets.
Things I have learned since the start of my first college spring break: do not fart in an enclosed space (such as a shower stall) when hungover. You will throw up. More lessons to follow as week continues.
I think I'm still drunk and I think you were in my dream (sadly, it was not a sexual bill murray one).
And I also succeeded in getting kicked out of a bar when I was drinking straight from the vodka bottle at our table.
I just threw in a dip with a guy that superglued his fake tooth back in today. My life is complete.
just in the smoking shack with my sister cheering on a caterpillar make its cocoon
I smelled him yesterday and almost relapsed he's like cocaine
Didn't have the heart to tell him that while he was eating my ass I was laughing, not moaning, into the pillow
So, I without a doubt haven't used the bag I'm now carrying since we were dating. Just had to discreetly throw out an unopened magnum in a bus station.
Just took physics exam. I think this is one of those 'chuck it in the fuck-it bucket and become an art major' days
Am I supposed to get so horny by looking at your dick that I start orgasming uncontrollably
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