if this week's events in iraq have taught me anything, it's that when pulling out, always expect a mess...
I think I'd remember a dick in my mouth
My grandma just told me that she sharted, no I am not having fun in El Paso.
I sat on his lap and we shared a beer. I feel like that's an invitation to his dick.
So I am just swinging blind here, but I am guessing that blood in your sinus is not ideal
Did the game of beer pong go wrong before or after the cops and fire department showed up?
My picture of a beer can in a McDonalds cup full of ice got more likes than my relationship with her. Is beer THAT much better than monogamy?
You turned to me, winked, whispered "man the harpoons" and walked out with the fat chick
I just kept screaming "I'm fucking a preacher's son!" Also, this water tastes like weed.
The shit I just took made me regret every life decision leading up to it.
my grandma just gave me a shoebox fulled to the top with tootsie rolls and condoms with a not that said "enjoy college, find a big cock" i'm not sure how I feel about this
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
Tell him you want to lick his face. Didn't work for me but might turn out better for you idk
You have a penis. Therefore everything you say is automatically wrong.
One lesson I've learned so far from college: You've always got time for one more shot. Always
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