a guy named alex was hitting on my friend tonight. he doesnt work on wind turbines tho.
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Why dose there have to be another girl there for you to do this?
its hotter. Way hotter.
they just tried to tell me they weren't big into drugs. A) it was the 70's. B) I've seen the pictures.
I knew we should have skipped class earlier, my lab partner is drunk from last night and making up his own experiments.
He just made me a heart out of cocaine... i think i'm in love
Putting the hydrocodone in Pez dispensers. Do you want Speedy Gonzales or Darth Vader?
Uh oh. Middle aged belly dancers. And they just got out swords. Shit is about to get real.
I thought about puking over the balcony or the bathroom and figured the balcony seemed much funner.
We are having a competition to see who can masterbate in the wierdest place, right now hes winning since he masterbated on his Jr. High school bus.
Dude she gave you head while I was in the closet, we've passed the "awkward" phase.
I apologized for the whole SWAT team incident to the roommate.
I just realized, I'm going to be on my period for the end of the world. FUCK.
jesus, I think that canada gold metal game has completely changed all rules of acceptable drinking habits, I was fucked untill noon and I just got invited to go party when I get off work...at 600am...and NO ONE understood why i was hesitant
Update: the condoms are expired and Canadians are NOT to be trusted!
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