So..he puked on my dress and I had to walk back to the dorms in his little sisters Scooby Doo pajamas.
I don't know you.
that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
Didn't tell him I was on my period. Then had to surreptitiously remove some uterine lining from his cock.
as if moving home wasnt embarassing enough, mom picked up my laundry while i was gone. guess who needs to find a new hiding spot for his cum towel..this guy.
they started a semi-successful rumor that toby keith died. who says fraternities don't have goals
i can't, i'm blowing bubbles in class and getting credit for it
the bartender cut u off when u asked him for his screename so u could IM him later
No, but its not like diarrhea. i swear its like my intestines had a secret bank account and i just punched in the right pin.
I was more than drunk as hell I have rug burn on my elbows from ninja roles on the ground..
He took off his priest costume and proceeded to dryhump the teletubby.
At this point, I'd date an ax murderer. So long as he doesn't cry all the time, have ED, or leave me with his unspayed cat. My list of requirements is becoming increasingly specific.
You're never the same once you're dry humped on the frat house floor
Then James put his arms through the window and grabbed him, like he was Robocop. A nerdy, portly Robocop.
Who is this?
I really just gave up on masterbating because I'm too tired. I really am getting old.
Sorry didnt text you yesterday. had to put restraining order on my ex.
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