I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
I would go down on you faster than GM stock
there's something so ridiculous to me about watching someone with glasses exercising. it's like watching a whore studying in the library. stop trying to be someone you're not.
This kid is drunk.
I hope by "this kid" you mean yourself and not some child you have kidnapped and gotten wasted.
how can i incorporate a boy scout uniform into what i do tonight?
It was the classiest, most strategic and inspired vomiting I've ever witnessed. Like a blind mans first sunrise. A priests first prayer. Or a virgins first orgasm.
I'm sending midget strippers dressed as bull fighters with mini bottles of 1800 to your house. Already made the call. Jer is going halves on it. Can't be stopped! Won't be stopped!
please come back they are interrogating me about masturbation
Whatever. I just want to indulge in this mcchicken and forget all about his tiny penis.
Was so high at one point last night that while showering I was worried that using too much hot water would slow down our Internet.
I got sprayed in the face with titty milk and I'm still so traumatized
Normally roommates threatening each other with knives would be too much crazy for me, but I don't have much going on right now and I feel like this could get interesting. So I think I'm gonna ride this shit out for a while.
The stripper started talking about murdering people....that lapdance turned dark.....
she just kept pointing at the cows and calling them field penguins
I cannot believe I accepted his penis into my body.
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