i think ur clone was at the club last week. she slapped some tall girl in the face who tried to steal her spot on the podium. i dont know if ur like her, but she seemd like a ninja badass with superpowers
you were licking his little sister's watercolors and trying to paint with your tongue.
We were making out when she went into convulsions. At least now I know she's allergic to peanuts.
I owe her a pancake or a second hand orgasm
some guy just burried his vomit in the sand.
She was giving me that "well this is awkward since you drunkedly tried to hook up with me" look.
By the way. I expect to test the theory of you running a mile drunk for memorial day.
Dude the tree smoked with me. I planted the roach with it and smiled.
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
You shouted, "LOOK I'M HAWKEYE," and beaned mike with a dildo from across the room.
there may have been a blood oath never to speak of it again...only reason i can think of as to why there was a 1 inch bloody cut on my right boob
Yeah that's a good idea.. I like to be responsible when I trip my nuts off
This is a weird combination of planning and sexting but whatever
wasn't that the evening we made out with the girls from the dental school, drank 3000 beers, almost had to beat up a guy at the strip club and James nailed some hot piece of tail and took her OSU windbreaker, which my dad went on to wear multiple times after finding it in the garage.
Yes. To all of that. Yes.
so you might not believe this but he made a powerpoint. and gave you a 3.5/10.
Randomize
