well yea, now i know i won't get hair in my teeth...
you thought your balls were fighting each other...
I'll see ya tonight at your house...and I'm bringing you a special treat that starts with a V and ends with us eventually going to rehab one day.
He's only a freshman and he needs to expirence shit like that..
YOU would be the Freshman Expirence
I will no longer accept being cock blocked in my own bed.
Giving my coworkers lap dances cuz it was my turn to decide our team bonding exercise. Go happy hour!
We should probably go now, otherwise the whores will descend.
We made out a little and then he gave me some weed. I would say it was a pretty productive stop on my way home
He ate the contents of an ashtray and didn't puke, I think he can handle drinking a fifth to himself.
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
Look, the coffee machine died a noble death. It was the way it would have wanted to go. It was a mercy exploding, really.
But, if I start dating you brother, I can't talk to you about the sex anymore!! Like... Can we talk about it anonymously?! I just won't use his name.
Do you want me to add this to the list of actions I will state at your intervention
She told me the only rule was that I couldn't cum on her Batman blanket.
Also we're getting drunk and sledding down Caroline street. See you soon.
Randomize
