According to last night if you on the sidewalk at 12 a|m\nYour a WHORE !
The bar I'm at just passed out smores to everyone. I don't know what it has to do with cinco de mayo but I'm down.
dunno man, last I saw him he bet me he could eat more ranch the me, then ran off
Sophomore year, I fucked on your desk chair. I'm sorry. I love you.
The cops caught them pow wowing in the teepee at the entrance of the golf course at 5 am. But were still missing someone.
Shots and making dong molds for my gf's friends. Typical Monday night activities.
He could have been a one armed faceless howler monkey. I was so slammered that I didn't care what I was having sex with or if whatever it was... was doing it right.
I don't know what was up he just kept sitting in his chair smoking weed and watching home movies all night it was weird as fuck.
All's fair in love and war. and tinder.
Idk what the interview would be like but I imagine you in a suit and tie surveying a nervous freshman and eventually leading him into a labyrinth of debauchery and clapping him on the back, saying "welcome to the fraternity, son"
Well, at some point in her life every girl has to decide how much weird she's willing to tolerate for hot tall banker cock
Walking my dog and eating a taco in last night's dress.. Classy
I don't know. I'm drunk and dressed as a pirate but ill do the math tomorrow morning.
Note to Self: Never again eat a weed brownie by yourself two hours before a tornado warning in your exact location.
I threw up all of my purple drank and thats really important
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