no it's cool...i'm just drinking and studying...cool night
maybe tonight we can turn coloring into a drinking game
My pussy is not your playground.
I swear it started with good intentions but then my slutty side took over and we started playing strip checkers
Found a single cinnamon toast crunch between my butt cheeks. We did work last night
At some point during thanksgiving the image of me pooping on ur moms chest will come to you. Your welcome!
Well it ended with everyone taking a bite out of a raw potato and a girl crying because her boyfriend wouldn't bring her any grape juice. So yeah...I'd say the night was a success.
If my penis could make facial expressions, it would constantly have a smile on.
to drive Frat boys away, one just needs to cat-call at them. It makes their masculinity weaker, and yours stronger.
Running my fingers through my hair is like that scene from Patch Adams where the girl goes swimming in a pool of spaghetti. I love molly.
Just bailed on her the best way possible. Got tickets to the game. Only issue is.... if we lose, we not only lost, but I skipped sex to watch us lose
thankfully we both ride of shamed home together on razor scooters in dresses because we stopped for breakfast sandwiches too
I woke up to some strange woman rubbing peanut butter on my thighs
Woke up with two different pairs of pants in the pockets of a jacket.None of the above are mine.
It was like Strip poker and blow, but with Yu-Gi-Oh cards
Randomize
