I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
he keeps his weed in a birkenstock shoe box. its like, we get it, youre from oregon.
So.. My internet got red-flagged at work because i did a search on "midigit strippers las vegas" This may be hard to explain...
I wish his dick was as long as his hair.
He gave them shots of purell and called it "acid rain" jello shots. They took them.
I hate freshman.
since you saved your number in my phone as "the hot chick you met last Friday" I don't know who you are either
I left my pipe in my center console with a bowl packed when I took my car to the shop, and when I picked it up the weed had been smoked, but my oil change was only half price.
Send me one of your boob pics as an example. I mean this in the straightest least lesbian way possible.
Dude, we tried to feed you but you just started sobbing and ran away
She asked for references to decide whether she wanted to have sex with me. And she was serious.
Immediately after sex he layed on the floor and acted like my yellow bra was pac man
We were taking body shots by lunch. I love college.
he was wearing a widestriped red gingham suit jacket with complete sincerity im not surprised she beat the shit out of him
You owe me a one night stand and a line. Possible an inflatable flamingo as well. And a caesar salad.
He's honking my boob in his sleep
It's innocent and endearing in some way
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