i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
It is virtually impossible to listen to single ladies and perform any seated task.
they said he just opened the front of his shirt and threw up alll over himself
Whats the count minus fat chicks?
We glued Jenga blocks together, called it "magic blocks" and sold it to the stoners for $50 and a bottle of Henny
Is there a reason why the cops knew her name as they were chasing her?
I told him "thank you for wearing a turtleneck yesterday, I no longer have a strong erg to have sex with you. " He is no longer speaking to me.
What did you give her? She's trying to tape her wrists so her hands don't fall off.
I suggest absurd amounts of masturbation this weekend to build up the necessary calluses
Oh and someone pissed in my shoes, so I'll let you figure that out.
His buddy came running in the room after we had sex, and started "sponging" the sweat off my forehead with his sport wristband.
i just ran butt naked down the hall and someone highfived me. i love college.
But I only have 2 emotions angry and horny
When I meet her I'm going to have to resist the urge of saying "hey! We're Eskimo sisters!"
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