Just think about how many life skills I lack. Cooking... Driving... Sobriety...
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
I had to drink a couple beers this morning so I could attend the keg race. Hangover had to dissipate or it wasn't happening.
No, I know her type. Tall, lanky, uses teeth when giving head, and runs like a giraffe. Don't do it man..
On a scale of 1-10 how seriously are we considering being sugar babies?
I'm about a 7.95
Ohmygod. I don't know if I can explain how great it'll be. I hope you don't mind Subaru sex
is one penis in the hand worth one better nicer penis in the manscaped bush?
Something tells me your "Titties for Tracy Morgan" fundraiser won't pan out.
Also I feel I should tell you last night when I came home I fell into my laundry hamper and woke up in a pile of my clothes
My roommates don't agree with the whole tv in the bathroom idea. Fucking barbarians.
I've had sex near too many of the blankets to let our parents touch them like this
How long until you're healed?
Physically? A week or so. Emotionally? The scars of dislocating my knee at a frat and flashing my panties to the whole crowd wi never heal.
You kept flirting with some guy while I was throwing up on the sidewalk, and I screamed YOU DON'T LIKE MEN
Don't do him, he's a Dolphins fan! A FUCKING DOLPHINS FAN!
If you can wrestle my underwear off of me, you can top. It'll be like using an amulet in Legends of the Hidden Temple. Instead of not getting captured, you don't get fucked in the ass.
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