I drank like a thousand beers last night and my poo is solid, not gross like usual. I think this means I've grown up.
some old guy just shit himself in my section. everyones leaving
we were dressed as cave people and he kept telling everybody i was so easy a caveman could do it.
our school mascot just walked into class and threw condoms everywhere. welcome to college
Well look at it this way, if he should happen to get into a terrible accident within the next 2 days, its okay.. i have his dental records on my ass cheek.
there's no excuse to just assume your pants won't be coming off for some reason or another. that's just irresponsible
For someone only wearing socks and a cast, I felt reallyy overdressed
i'd say i'm about at weeping-uncontrollably-in-a-puddle-of-my-own-tears-and-urine level
Haha, maybe if he wasn't dressed up like Kimmy Gibler he could give her the D
I came in shy and timid. By the end of the night I hulked out broke two lamps, their coffee table, some plates, and still had sex.
I've grown it out to 70s proportions. I'm calling it my chastity pelt.
I'm smoking in a kimono on the couch. Bring me gin.
Yes dating, but it seems easier to just live in a perpetual state of Netflix, internet porn, and cheese.
I was the only one in group sessions to bring up sex as a stress reliever. Some of those people were awfully judgy despite the fact we were all in a psych ward.
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
Randomize
