i permit you to call me
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
the line runs infront of fredricks of hollywood. it's like gamestop is showing me how pathetic I am.
I just egged your windshield and it froze on contact. Have fun with that.
So at what point while he was throwing up on the girl next to him did you think "yeah, im going to hit that"
She had a maple leaf tattoo behind her ear and told me she liked my "playoff beard".
Only in Canada would your laziness be applied to hockey and rewarded.
Doing tuck and rolls down a stair case was not my brightest idea
Either I put my underwear on inside out and wore it like that all day, or I had sex with him. Its sad I have to guess.
i was debating whether to load antoher bowl when i realized i was holding a sandwich in one hand and a cookie in the other. and laughing.
It's time for everyone's favorite Wednesday night game... WHEEL OF. VODKA!!!!!
She left a blanket, pillow, a glass of water, and two advils in the bathroom for me. It's like she knew. Best room mate ever.
And I wasn't prepared because its been a very long and lonely season and I wasn't expecting to find dick at Press Box trivia night....
I woke up with my vibrator in my bed so I'm assuming I had a decent night.
He was lasting forever and I couldn't take it so I faked an asthma attack
So apparently dinosaur erotica does, in fact, exist.
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