I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
how much do you want to bet that her wedding invites will be vera bradley themed? loser has to frame theirs.
I drunkenly recorded an episode of Family Matters last night. I took a shot everytime Carl Winslow had a mustache.
her boobs were like sundried tomatoes..
Took an aderol, wrote a differential equation for solving volume of flow of a rectangular channel with change in depth, then masturbated for the 6th time.
i just used my scantron for my final to make paper shotglasses. i'd say i passed in flying colors.
I don't remember anything other than how good it felt when I peed my pants.
Thanks for having 911 ready when I jumped off the balcony
ride him like a prized pony all the way to orgasm town.
At this point I just want to meet a man with a job.
i just wanna get shit faced and pass out in some random holly bush with a bucket on my head and stockings for shoes.
His grandpa picked him up. Brought him to the house. And made him clean the puke off the driveway with a broom and a bucket of water.
I just connected with one of your drug dealers on LinkedIn.
I was in a competition with shots tonight...shots won.
Yeah i like want to be friends with him. And if we have sex in the physics library well thats fine with me
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