So I'm at the Chevron by your house. I need a condom and a couch.
Together?
Preferably.
he wouldnt have sex with me because his guild had a misson on world of warcraft.
i'm naked playing bejeweled blitz in your bed. this is both a forewarning and an apology
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
So, I picked up my 7 ft tall lamp post and used it to close my door. I feel quite accomplished.
Fuck him. I'll set him on fire for you. Then we'll see how good of a firefighter he is.
Now accepting hypotheses about how i managed to get a bruise between my boobs....
nothing says roomie bonding better than a sunday shroom trip.
It feels like one of my ribs evaporated.
She was into my hawaiian shirt and id never made out with a dinosaur... I feel like it worked out for everyone
In the wise words of Scar: "be prepared."
Do you think Scar was a Boy Scout?
She started giving me head while we were watching the Walking Dead premiere, WORST BJ EVER.
I'm spending my Sunday wishing the entire Patriots offense would let me touch their manhood
My yoga ball is now going to be used for actual exercise instead of somewhere to suction cup a dildo
He was tied up with the electrical tape and force fed wine from a box. It was never going to end well.
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