my Econ professor just passed around his phone for us to take a pic of ourselves so he could learn our names. I am currently looking him up on my sex offenders app.
Well technically because of daylight savings, I only lasted 15 mintues.
Thanksgiving break drinking is a marathon, not a sprint, and i need to be well rested
and then he proceeded to take what he called, a whip cream shower.
I was the last girl at the bar last night. It was like a battle royale between 10 guys.
He had a curved dick....must be a european thing
another part of my inner child died when i emptied my crayon bank for dollar beer night.
Tequila me may have very bluntly told him that I wanted to touch his abs.
The walls are thin & apartments are narrow so all the bedrooms are next to each other. Our complex could compete in synchronized orgasms.
Ya I guess if we compared our actions now with our actions 2 years ago. We are definitely in a constant state of shit showness.
He had a step stool to get in to his bed!
Please write a memoir and name it "Game Boy and Dick Stuff"
I think you should do the fixer upper relationship. Like lawyers do pro bono work with underserved populations, you can do pro bono relationship work.
I'm 4,715,723% sure I don't give a fuck.
I managed to convince her that the egg yolks were actually orange juice and she fell for it
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