Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
Dude. No way. She insults the term butterface. She's a butternothing.
last night we were having sex and i didn't care if i got off. i was just holding up my hand behind his head so i could look at my new ring. i think he knew.
Shot gunning beers for breakfast. You better be ready for today.
We had sex in the tent after his 6th beer and while we were at it we had conversations with the people outside the tent.
You know it's time to cut back when your unemployed drug dealer roommate tells you that you party too hard.
the mechanics of walkigng feel weird right now everyone lools like a demon
what does alcohol mean
We weren't even through customs yet, and we got offered weed. You would love Jamaica.
You need to be full form and virile tomorrow so I can live vicariously through your rub and tug.
I don't give a fuck that he's gay and keeps hitting on me. Free cocaine is free cocaine bro
I just let my boss bend me over his desk and spank me. I think that is some sort of American dream.
At least you didn't sleep with Ashley's uncle.
And now let us go forth, and be garbage people in public.
Isn't that our default mode?
well it was naive of you to actually think you're the only bday sex he had lined up for him today. I'm just suprised he actually had a line forming outside of his room
And on the 323rd day without sex, God finally said let there be light...or love?
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