but instead of smelling like hand cream and homemade cookies, she smells like a yeast infection.
Literally 6000 elephants in my backyard.
i drunkenly decided i was going to take down all the male cheerleaders, gay or not. 1 down about 10 more to go.
No, I think it was the night I threw up in her front yard. You're thinking of the time I threw up in her backyard.
Omg you had literally better be on fire, drowning, and being crucified all at the same time to be calling me at 7:30 in the goddamn morning.
Nobody knows who the hobo or dude who whipped out his balls is
playing nyquil roulette. it entails taking shots of nyquil and hoping it doesnt kick in during sex or in public. game on.
Honestly it's a super power. I can try it a million different ways and nothing happens. Donnie casually says "ok this is now a toppless party" and it all kicks-off
How does she have a hairless cat and a husband it's not fair. Both are hard to come by
Imagine Arby's curly fries spiraled around a dick
yeah well, its not like my astrogynecology class is teaching me what i need to know
im almost 90% sure there is no such thing as astrogynecology.
Stealing, and booze. If only you added meaningless sex with random people you would have wrapped all your life passions together
I just can't have sex in the car again. it's just too much
walk of shame across osu's campus on game day. i can see all the spots i threw up last night. its like my personal yellow brick road.
I hate that I still want him to look at me as the vagina that got away.
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