i thought he was 22...he said he was 25..he was 19...im 26..it doesnt count if you dont know right?
Just applied online. Cant stop hiccupping. May be drunk. Hope they liked my smiley faces.
I'm bringing poparts in case anyone gets hungry. The trek to frat row is strenuous.
You threw a bottle at the bartender and then stole his tip jar. However, you were quickly KO'd by the bartender. Solid right hook.
He blow dried my hair while I sucked his dick. Now THAT'S fucking teamwork.
I just got a booty call..Its 6 pm..a brave attempt to climb the rotation ladder..I like his ambition.
My three rules on what I'm wearing tonight. Something short, something see through, and something i had sex in.
You take your time. Wallowing in last nights filth is the best way to get over a hangover
can we just pause for one second and address the fact that balls were out last night
New found love of volunteering, when there's free wine available at all times. Good times. And I get to to feel good about helping people.
You could sing the national anthem right before we have sex. Make it feel like a sporting event
Moral of the story: fuckboys never change
He only has one ball. it was like fucking a cyclops.
Just bought 2 liters of wine and frozen waffles for dinner. Is this 30?
Also fucking you night and morning and then serving your parents breakfast is a bit awkward. And funny. To me.
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