It's not called being bisexual its called making out with anyone that has a mouth
I learned nothing from that class except drinking and chemistry go together great.
Call me pathetic, but saying "tits for ireland" is working out really well on chatroulette today.
she screamed "my eye!" and it brought me a surge of bad memories. except she was yelling about a lemon.
...She was shooting whiskey using a turkey baster...i was horrified.
He wore nothing but a Speedo and a tie to the party. It was great. Everyone was looking at him like "this kid's the best"
How big of a disservice to the economy would we be doing if we didn't drink every day holiday break?
I don't know what happened. His phone, shirt, shoes, and the condom wrapper are here but he isn't. I don't even know how to get a hold of him right now
Oh I'm definitely going to hit on her, there's no question about that. What I meant by playing it cool is I'm not going to mount her on sight.
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
I've decided to take one for the team and bang the landlady for lower rent.
First poop in my apartment for the summer, officially settled in. :)
Getting a UTI was SO NOT on my wishlist for the holidays
jump out the window naked night went bad
twas supposed to be night one of rebound break but it was night one of get sloppy drunk and dance half naked in an ice shack
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