So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
youre talking to a girl on facebook chat right now and im sitting behind her in class lol. creepy?
She woke up 3 seperate times, each time she had a look of pure terror on her face, she had no clue where she was.
It was the most graceful puke ever. I just thought she dropped something underneath the bar until she told me what happened.
he got a charlie horse midthrust which triggered my orgasm we're still sorting this out.
I made a tournament bracket for the girls that Im talking with.
I can't tell if they're having sex or watching the beach scene from Saving Private Ryan. All I know is I hear explosions and men screaming and crying
If he can forgive your lousy blowjobs, you can ignore his terrible driving.
Is it acceptable to cry on a Friday or am I supposed to drink to forget it?
I really really need to have and out of body experience just so I can talk to myself about this shit that I'm doing with my life.
Can we relax the "married man" rule just once?
Apparently I promised everyone at the party I'd partake in various winter sports with them..
And for some reason every time I get drunk I just want to tell you that I have a mini secret personal fan club of your dick
hey, i didnt think i could be this stupid either but you dont see ME getting all judgemental about it
Well, let me first tell you that jack and cokes were ONE FUCKING DOLLAR.. It's like the club wanted me to make poor choices.
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