she was sure she was an eel. She spent 40 minutes sliterhing on the floor to get to her room
Just saw a girl trying to crack an egg with her butt cheeks. I think I know what we're doing thursday night.
She had a group on her phone called "great fucks". I was in it. It's almost like making the forbes list
My girlfriend was pissed, so if I had to guess, i'd say I had a GREAT time last night
His apartment number was 69. I had to.
You were Q-tipping mashed potatoes out of your ear.
We carried on a casual conversation about plants while I gave him a hand job.
Earned the respect of a group of freshman by chugging Das Boot while hanging out a window and lost it shortly after by wrecking a clown bike into them.
It took all the strength I had tto sit at my desk and not tear off my business attire and run screaming from adulthood and flourescent lights.
Bang-toberfest begins!!
He had a step stool to get in to his bed!
Not gonna make it. My ovaries are playing laser tag
I'm like an air traffic controller of women. It's a very similar job. Well spaced and gentle landings are good. When they meet, it's bad. Explosions bad. Dying screaming burning children bad.
Good. Sleepy. In the middle of a pregnancy scare. The usual.
The best part of the night was you shouting "I have to take the LSAT tomorrow" between shots of fireball.
Randomize
