that's fine. btw we still need $500 for the donkey...
It's either jizz or frosting, and either way, someone's being held accountable.
Actions speak louder than pants.
Im embracing the luau theme and maybe bringing a kiddie pool filled with alcohol. Im also embracing the high probability I will not remember this night.
The way I'm gonna look at it is, if you don't makeout with your roommate once in college, you didn't do something right.
Well Its not like I planned having my potato launcher explode and burn off my eyebrow and eye lashes.. I still have my right eyebrow can't u just be happy?
hes supposed to be my fuck buddy. im not supposed to see him on his knees praying by my bed when i walk into my room.
we were playing waterfall, then strip waterfall, then we were just listening to music, drinking, and slowly becoming more naked
I decided I was tough enough to wax my bikini area myself. Long story short, I'll be drunk when you get home
YOU ARE SO GOD DAMN LOUD AND YOU'RE SHAKING THE GOD DAMN HOUSE. FUCKING STOP.
you smell like cheap hookers & chicken nuggets.
Not sure how but he broke three of his fingers while giving a blowjob. How does someone that accident prone survive to adulthood?
I feel like there's def a learning curve to the sex swing
Just remembered someone sprayed perfume in my mouth last night after convincing me it was vodka and that i tried to herd ducks around campus and bring one home.
I don't know what else to tell you.. just listen to some taylor swift and you'll know what to do in the morning
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