Ok pretty sure I just saw Mike O'Malley walking through the parking lot. I wanted to see if I followed him, would he lead me to the acro-criag, i've always wanted a crack at that bitch.
btw.sex in the wood isnt as romantic as it seems.heels kept sinking in the dirt and pine needles were sticking to the fishnets
i wish i had your life
Shit sorry. Maybe I wont give you this sweet ass fanny pack I found in my parents attic
OH MY GOD. JESUS STRIPPER. THERE IS A JESUS STRIPPER HERE. A STRIPPER DRESSED AS JESUS.
I had to close one eye to read the questions on my final this morning. That hungover.
It was so weird. I had like an out of body experience. I heard the moaning, but I didn't know it was me.
Is this helping you get pumped up or am I going to have to send you more dick pics?
I am making it a rule that only people I am comfortable around enough to not have to put a bra on are allowed for Sunday funday. I think that's a good rule for someone who started drinking alone at noon while everyone else here sipped their coffee.
Two days later and my throat is still sore. That bong is a double edged sword.
I found them in the bathroom trying to wrap an American flag around Steve's dick. I didn't bother to ask questions.
The struggles of a small town man whore
I just noticed, at some point last night I got on iTunes and purchased over 100 classical piano songs.
Typical. We're ready to go, and you're not wearing pants.
Btw that $18 I gave you to run around outside naked came out of your wallet.
I haven't felt more like a college student than when I woke up this morning naked with my sociology textbook in front of me and my bong in my left hand.
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