I just needed to know whether or not to wear panties to work tomorrow.
Last night was def like the makeout party episode of full house
discovery: the myth about swedish girls giving good head? not a myth.
This girls' body was nothing short of spectacular...her face, was like the '09 Detroit Lions
my ass has officially been on the floor of every fraternity on this campus
and who said we didn't have goals?
I just sneezed and had an orgasam..THAT turned on
this is not the time for floating mt dew and shots of tequila.
You tried to get me to kick my booty call out at 3am by tempting me with a trip to ihop
This is the only time in your life where finding a half eaten lime and pair of florescent pink underwear that wasn't yours means that it was a good night
I need to throw up and die. The order doesn't matter. I feel like shit
Irrelevant. Does he have queso? That's the real question.
One of my students submitted a thesis proposal to find the exact correlation between desire for sexual intercourse and vaginal heat.
Tell me you accepted it! This is critical fucking research!
Your uterus is safe from my father's misconstrued prophecies.
It just makes sense. It's like I end a relationship, and wash myself of sin... with tequila.
He's a wizard, there is no other explanation for how hard I came last night. None.
Randomize
