he has a girlfriend so we used my stuffed animals to pretend to have sex
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
Dude, we took our shirts off and set our chest hair on fire. That's a low point.
You raise a valid concern
False alarm it was margarita mix all over my hands not blood
I hope I bought a crossbow. Also I need to not drink that much
He gave up on mugging us when Dave wouldn't stop laughing. He was wiggling his finger at the knife and making baby noises and giggling. The guy just walked away.
I was trying to be an adult about it and simply deal with the situation, but a bowl seemed much more comforting.
I think you're going to have to drive me to white haven. I don't know if my brain can handle having my mom drop me off at a strip club.
The only way I can describe the noise he makes when he has an orgasm: dying walrus.
He is currently pregaming mini golf. MINI GOLF.
I'm at the hospital waiting for my sister to push out her kid. I think I'll roam the halls and shame all the teenage mothers.
Should have know they were on something when he started filling a Togo container with fruit
I want him for more than banging and buying me potato salad. Is this what love feels like?
You don't realize how cold it really is...I poured my bong out the second floor window and icicles hit the ground.
that guy was staring at your tits.
nah, more like they were staring at him, and his girlfriend, and her less than adequate bosom. they pitied the fool.
point taken, oh mistress of the bosoms.
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