I found out he doesn't have a facebook, twitter, or myspace. So, I'm going to actually go to his house to spy on him.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
all i know is that each time we woke up we were at a different chinese restaurant. help.
I got used. This is the happiest day of my life. I was just a huge cock and that is all she needed.
His mom always writes on my facebook right after we have sex. it's like she knows. with her scary mom psychic powers
don't worry about it. We passed around the "get jeff bail" can 10 min. After you left. We currently have around $400. May I say that people here at the dorms really love you.
Off topic, but is it sad that Matthew and I are calculating how much sex we need to have in order to work off a taco bell burrito?
I accidentally lit my hair on fire and we broke the bed. How was your night?
If court goes my way we are flying to Vegas.
Dude, the lecture theatre is caving in on me.
I like to feed my guinea pigs before I get stoned. In case they get contact high and get the munchies. It's only polite.
is there a way to say "yea i broke my wrist cause i fell down some stairs while tripping my face off on acid" without actually saying it?
I'm not sure. But he has a pet sugar glider. So, points either way
As long as that's not his name for his dick.
Is the Glover Park Chipotle past the strip club?
Why is that your only point of reference?
Just answer the question
i'm 99% sure they had an orgy while i was passed out
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