I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
who knew getting puke in ur hair could make it look so cute and curly. minus the crusty puke part
Oh no, it isn't official until she poops.
It's never good when you wake up covered with burns
You then began crawling around in the grass with a magnifying class saying you were searching for the magic school bus.
He tricked me...the first song on his sex mix was trey songz but the rest were techno....i can't walk straight now
I opened a jar of Ragu so I could use it as a cup. You tell me how it's going.
She's lying on the sidewalk wailing that she is gonna die alone, with hundreds of strangers watching us, and also we lost Kate, . Please help me
I guess I really am the only person in this world who can successfully have a no-strings-attached threesome on the beach.
Just come here and visit. Enjoy the deliciousness of me being legal. Just don't think, and come here right meow. meow meow meow.
He was having a "party in the princess castle." At what point do I blindfold him and take him to AA?
For a pair of gay men you destroy a lot of vagina.
no we have a special triathlon I'm entering us in. drinking, fucking, and sleeping. I think we have a good shot.
I'm pretty sure the guy on the dance floor with crutches just smacked me in the butt with one. Do you think he's flirting?
ah lol cocaine is strange when I dose I feel like an elephant running through a grocery store
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