I can't, I'm busy. I've been walking around Tokyo on google maps for an hour.
my dad is going to jail this weekend
where are we going to get our weed from?
you kept running around the room with a flask shouting "so much room for activities!" then someone tripped you and you passed out
She just said she wanted to get freaky and left the room. I'm almost certain I just heard the microwave.
Everything that you guys said happened came back to me. like a tidal wave of regret.
I just feel like Im gonna be remembered as that one RA guy that used to sell weed
Bible prof is the guy I made out with at the gay bar on the fourth. He doesn't remember.
All three shower stalls were filled with couples fucking and then someone yelled "switch" and... We switched
So high I started thinking my desktop picture of a cat was too erotic for the workplace.
So our annual Dick Trip has been tentatively scheduled for the week of July 1 - 5. This years theme is "Fucking for Freedom".
I'll remember. Also, I owe you 200 for a pair of shoes that I carelessly bought to improve my spinal structure, to improve my health and ensure that I love to be 300 years old. Like Adam. Of the bible.
Riding the train home at 6 am for class still drunk is losing its novelty in my junior year
Inebriation Olympics: Team Drunk vs Team Stoned. This weekend. It's on.
Also, do you have any insight as to WHY I have a note saved from the 17th of June that reads *clears throat*, "you got that swanky blues libido"
I just sharted for the first time in my life. Age 33. Lying in bed. Sober. 2021 is off to a great start!
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