Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
I smuggled my gin and tonic out of the bar by shoving the glass in my pocket...mistakes were inevitable.
She came back in her actual cheerleader uniform. Made a bad bj tolerable.
I smoked a bowl while he ate me out, you need to change your major to match making asap. You are a guru of love.
I found him down the block clinging to a light post laughing and crying because a house "looked like it had buck teeth"
I will take a blow job from a dude that kinda looks like a girl at this point
my math prof is telling us what to do in a gun fight. i dont want to live in oakland anymore.
So our trip to Disney World ended in the three of us stripping at a gay club in orlando.
All is fair in love and war and toga parties
he fell asleep naked and all I'm doing is staring at his weird balls
When Pitbull's songs sum up your life... you know it's time for some serious life changes.
There's a rash on my genitals that would like a word with you.
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
Think of the things uve done in the past. And ask urself "have I done worse?" If u answer yes. Its perfectly ok.
Going to the pool bar doesn’t exactly count as “exploring”
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