the entire time we were hooking up i couldn't stop thinking about the bengals. thoughts?
I have a new reason to go to work: I can tell which 3 of my coworkers are sisters just by looking at their butts.
He told me he wouldn't do any drunk sluts but me. I guess that's sort of a compliment...?
Yeah, I think they knew. I smelled like that telltale combination of strippers and Easter.
They ran through the sprinklers in front of campus police, shirtless. Singing "love is a battlefield"
So the chick throws up over the rail from the 15th floor at the sky bar and I knew I would take her back to my hotel.
I'm tired of stuffing my fat into a slutty costume. Next year let's go as homeless girls. Cute ones. In leggings with camel toe.
He was the one that got away. From my vagina.
I just pulled the nickels from earlier out of my bra in class. The guy next to me is either terrified or intrigued.
Literally sitting on my bed in the dark trying not to throw up
All I know, is I had green sex and beer and got driven home. That's it.
MY LIFE IS HARD OK. I HAVE TO WAKE UP AT LIKE 10 OR 11 AFTER SMOKIG POT AND PLAYING FALLOUT UNTIL 3
She rode me like a jockey on that tiny couch. Then we spooned.
In honor of Randy Savage we're wearing spandex and handing out slim jim's with option to suplex. Get behind it
We got high, had sex, and watched retro scooby doo shows. Best friends with benefits yet.
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