We should write a comic book about the many adventures of your vagina. Maybe even give it a cape or something.
Still workable. Pretty sure i told her i'd eat her out in the woods.
Class is significantly more awkward when you know that your teacher knows what you look like with your legs behind your head... Just saying.
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
I think the multiple Sunday morning sirens outside my window are a plot by the cops to get back at me for the shit we pulled last night. Or I should move to a better area.
Your place is a magnet for either righteous parties or crippling alcohol dependency. Lets find out which together
Fyi your toilet is not contaminated. We'd have to scissor pretty hard to pass what I got.
I just discovered I can sober up while teaching class
Trying to figure out the logistics of putting my laptop speakers on this plate with the last slice of pizza. Too drunk to move the plate. Not an option.
because. if I can't sit outside naked and eat my watermelon every morning then I really don't see the point in moving in with you.
Heard you were the one that shit off Jamie's balcony. FYI there is a cabbie down here out for blood
thankfully we both ride of shamed home together on razor scooters in dresses because we stopped for breakfast sandwiches too
I have photo proof.
Girl, don't care. What's my rule? If I don't remember it, it never happened.
I went to the hospital to have my arm checked out, and they already knew the story. They gave me props for posting photos on facebook before even coming to the hospital.
What do you mean relationship? He paid for my tires and I gave him a blow job.
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