I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
fine. I googled it. you have to eat 5 to die so apparently I'm in the clear.
I have 11 glasses of water and one beer on the table infront of me. Have to keep going to different bartends to get more. There are only two though and I think they've caught on
If i pass out for a while at graduation, please atleast TRY to wake me?
It sounds like I am drunk, but I am not. I just have a concussion.
I woke up with chocolate melted between my tits. I'd say that's a win for all parties involved.
I gave him morning sex, a bag of cookies, and dropped him off at work. I believe I deserve the "best hookup award."
Now that you have a boyfriend, can I have my vibrator back?
I don't think Buddha would recommend a sexscpade across Mexico
We only initially bonded over boobs and sarcasm
There is a guy down by the river wearing a zebra print speedo and a sombrero, with a beer in each hand, screaming "This is America bitches!"
Definitely woke up.this morning to a random girls head in my toilet and her mom knocking on my door.
Is it unhealthy for me to do shots of pinnacle by myself in my apartment right now? Asking for a friend
I'm eating dinner with his parents and my phone goes "MOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY!" Thanks.
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