also referred to as T.P.S. (Toddler Penis Syndrome)
My Hamptons summer hookup resume reads like a walk-in clinic waiting list.
If we have to be apart I understand. Being separated is probably best for our relationship now. I look forward to our booty calls.
He's been dancing to the same Rob Thomas album in his room for almost 8 hours now. Please never, ever bring extacy over here again.
I did the seizure Bad Romance dance again last night, didn't I?
you were really good actually. your skill is increasing over time
it's like his penis is God's way of saying "sorry about his face"
he does have a point though, watching you drink makes me never want to drink again
I already ran out of vodka but I have more beer. I just ran naked into the high school party down the street as took all theirs. ...figured no one wants to tackle the naked guy..
It's now 8:05 on a Wednesday night and I'm already going home with my bra in my purse.
It isn't possible and the very mindfuck of that concept gives me a lady boner.
Wanna get really high and go on a Valentine's Day Sexathon cause we're both single or would that be weird?
I deserve to be covered in dicks
The last thing I remember is goading each other into a vodka-chugging competition.
At least you didn't wake up next to your professor who then proceeded to cancel class via phone while still inside of me.
Your sister walked upto me in the middle of the hallway and was like get us beer or shes never having sex with you ever again, wtf
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