We walked past a group of guys in front of a bar last night and they claimed, I quote: Wow, we'd actually have to work for that.
she's a gynecology student. i don't know if my dick's ready for that kind of pressure.
I'm still not walking right. We need some boundaries for "drink-or-dare"...
soo how bad was i last night?
licking sour cream off of the table at pancheros bad.
I want a nosebag of coke after my exam. Like what horses have. Coked up horses. No excuses. I love you.
Dude I reek of $2.50 pitchers, $1 off/pack marlboro cigs, and fear.
Fear?
FEAR.
I mean like, my liver will beg my brain for mercy. Brainll be like I'm Greg Jennings. Liverll be like I'm Darren Sharper. Brainll be like hold my diiiiick.
Nothing like cleaning dried puke off your floor to make you feel like you've failed as an adult.
the last thing I heard was you screaming as the rodeo team herded you to the next party
I'm doing blow on my fuzzy rug
Come join me
Dude, the lecture theatre is caving in on me.
Just want to let you know thanks for setting the bar pretty low when it comes to girls.
Banged former boss. Adulthood achievement unlocked.
Remind me to talk to you about nipple clamps.
We need a rematch, I think my pussy was on vacation the other night.
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