We'll make it into fun. If I can make wii bowling into a drinking game, I can make studying spanish into a sex game.
whatever sunny in Philadelphia does on Thursday nights, I'm doing all weekend.
I legitimately just tried to piss above my head. I got to my chest at highest. There's piss everywhere.
Apparently I was holding on to a pizza crust for hours last night.
I started making breakfast to subdue the hangover and last of the shrooms and only got as far as eating a half frozen pierogi out of a dixie cup.
We invited our waitress tonight to come too.... we told her she had lightning in her veins and in return she taught us a Texas Roadhouse dance so the logical next step was invite her to a kegger.
Phone sex soon? I mean date. Sex date. Date phone.
all 3? possibly?
I think I'm up to the challenge.
Boobs are out for the taking
The golf course isn't that incognito for sex.
then she lifted her dress, tweaked her own nipples, and then ordered another round for everyone. this place is wild at 9pm.
When he swipes my v card it will be comparable to my bat mitzvah. should I make sweatshirts or sweatpants?
Smoked a blunt with my dad then introduced him to cinnabon delights. Today was a good day.
You threw up on his face 22 hours ago and now he's here holding your hand. I think he likes you.
Did she seriously come back inside just to piss on the kitchen floor?
ya well i woke up to my roommate spraying me with windex...
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