Are you kidding me. My sex life has diminshed to having wet dreams about jerking off.
playing new game: drink everytime u see someone at the beach with a tramp stamp, double if u guess it before u see it, triple for male tramp stamps
warning: blackouts possible when playing in ocean city or anywhere in new jersey
We are lost. Everyone is drunk and it all went downhill after we iced the bus driver.
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
He pulled the washer 5 feet out from the wall screaming about quarters
It's a self-perpetuating puke chain.
Stand up sex. Extremely, extremely difficult. I now know how pointe dancers feel.
The weekend is off to a good start: she just got into a verbal fight with a hobo. Nearly a fist fight.
Eating cold pizza and drinking a beer for breakfast while standing in a hotel window naked is how I say hello September...
Stop calling dibs on everything with a vagina you jackass.
That should be the title of my autobiography.
You have set the bar insurmountably high with apple pie and buttsex.
That last one reminds me of the time we smoked that foot-long joint and by the time we'd finished we were so stoned we applauded it.
It's almost like sex was the ice breaker and now we're sociable at the gym
I can't. I mean he's hot, but there's really nothing else there
You just said he's hot
NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
he took a fucking pitcher of koolaid and vodka to the bath with him... i wake up from my blackout to his roomate screaming cause he spilled it and passed out in the middle of a blood red tub. she thought he killed himself. jesus christ its only the first day of break and i already regret coming home
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