the chair was smiling at me in sociology and i had to try not to burst out laughing.
found the other keg... it's in the tree
So all semester this guy and girl have been talking, and today is the last class and we are doing nothing. I would have skipped but I want to see if he seals the deal or pusses out. It's like a season finale.
She has an album entitled "my photography", which consists of about 80 different pictures of a tractor that she took on her cell phone. I'm all for freedom of expression, but come on.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
She was trying to fuck the exchange student from France. His English is really bad and the music was loud so she just pointed to a beer bottle and then her vagina.
Out of beer. Salsa pong. Never again.
He only dropped the Russian accent after we started having sex.
With the amount of g's you put on going I'm gonna guess you're drinking alone again
I was going to make out with him...then he licked syrup off the kitchen floor.
I left myself a note saying 'buy a hamster but not an orange one like this pen'
omg so drunk
do me a favor, I need this weekend off so can you work your magic and blow my boss again?
It was a good hour of moans, penis compliments, smacks, and what sounded like someone running in flip flops
I think I need practice at oral sex
I own a practice facility.
I only live four blocks from the bar but when you're hammered this walk feels like the journey through Mordor.
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