we were so desperate we resorted to lego blocks. nuff said.
All I remember was the chick screaming "don't hookup with him! His dick's the size of a cucumber"
its not that she doesnt like having sex with you, your balls just smell worst then your ass.
Fell down a spiral staircase. Et tu vodka. Et tu.
there is a strobe light in my taxi. in what way is this safe.
its the kind of pain that only someone with a fucking elephant on their head would understand. I'm never drinking again.
No, no. The rest of his everything inspires me to put his dick in my mouth
Ah well. Drinking wouldn't be drinking without mystery bruises
Agreed.
I don't think he cares about your inhospitable uterus.
If i'm forever fucked up in this state of mind then I'm going to kill him for this
Btw, I feel the need to make sure we have no misunderstanding about this. So here goes. I'll happily mess around with you again. However, I probably won't do it while you're dressed like a creepy clown. Or any clown.
And then the night went full on bisexual.
Listen, you eat the donut. I eat you out. Everybody wins.
you're telling me you don't want to have sex 30,000 feet above the earth?
One lesson I've learned so far from college: You've always got time for one more shot. Always
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