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of course. lets lasso hookers.
I just gave some chick my debit card to put in the jukebox. She better put out.
I know eh? If a man wants to pay 7 bucks to see some boobies he should be allowed to do so in peace.
So, do you know where my left shoe is? I mean, we were at a few places last night, and I called them. No luck for me.
he found cum stains on my sheets and all i could blurt out was "better on the sheets than in me"
He left his shoes, boxers and socks at my house & managed to walk home to his dorm without realizing anything was missing until 3 days after. That's the last time i'll ever hook up with a freshman.
there is a dorito bag in my car full of my mouth blood
I almost itched my nose with the lit end of a cigarette. Help.
In between rounds of sex, you stopped and did drunken handstand push-ups.
Finals drinking + forgeting you had to take your ambien because you work at 6am mid paper= drunk logic which then entails going on a "detox" run. Puking your guts put in the field house bushes while some random guy says to you "its okay. We're marching on."
Haha! You know I mean that in a positive way. Like, "let them eat cake!" Or in our case, "let them achieve obesity from the two entree plate at Panda Express!"
He's beautiful. His facial hair makes me wanna cum in it
Ew, no. But yeah I feel the same
is it too much for me to say that i have a ziplock bag with ice in it in my underwear?
I'm wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real.
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