I woke up this AM and all of my clothes i wore last night are gone. Instead i am dressed in air jordans, boxers, cargo shorts, and an Affliction t-shirt. the part that upsets me most is that i was with a guy who wears Affliction t-shirts.
Im a photoshop master, i successfully reduced the size of the pupils of all the girls I made out last night with to prove they were not that drunk. So glad the camera goes home with me.
So I went outside my house this morning and basically my entire front lawn is covered in gummi bears... I think that involves you guys.
why is pumping your own stomach in your searches on youtube?
My history teacher just took his shirt off cuz the classroom was to hot. And then he invited us all to join him.
I told her the maid must have stolen all my condoms. She bought it
Not complaining, but why is there a Russian chick downstairs making latkes?
Just saw all the pictures from the party. I'm wearing a different shirt in every single one.
I still can't believe you had sex with someone who willingly went by Peaches.
On a totally unrelated note, captain four hour sexcapades lost it in his boxers this morning and tried to pretend it didnt happen. Lmao
After some trial and error I found soaking my balls in maple syurip helps ease the pain.
The sweaty, naked apartment dance party wasn't complete until I threw the whole jar of glitter on us. It was like the icing.
she's throwing knives it scares me
update: broke ceiling. glass everywhere
We are never doing shots of gin. Never again.
I'm pretty sure that's exactly what we're doing.
I resent the implication of a jizz addiction
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