i was looking up hair salons in ithaca for the wedding and one is a hair salon/ sake bar! you can have sake or champagne while you get your hair done!
question, how would one sake-bomb while getting hair done without getting a horrible haircut?
i have yet to find a random guy that would make me want to do any position besides missionary, these are what normal people call "applying standards"
im letting my talent of no gag reflex go to waste
I have one thing to say: spongebath.
I wish that wasn't all you had to say. And by that, I mean I wish you hadn't said that at all.
Apparently I think casual Friday means I can show up unshaven in yesterday's clothes and reeking of booze.
And then he said "I can't get blown while Gordon Bombay and Mr. Holland stare at me from the TV"
If I die tonight. Just know that chicken I made fuckin ruled. Recipe: Chicken with a shitload oF spice
BIGGER SANDWIJH COME NIW OR DIE
You just kept yelling at the cabby "I own this cab" and insisted on smoking with all the windows up
She Kept going around and squirting jello shots into guys mouths. That was her ice breaker.
i figure now that we're number one party school im obligated to black out at least 4 days a week. andddd go.
Sometimes I wonder if my parents know that I mean horny when I say lonely.
That's the only definition of lonely that I know.
What was the name of that place where we saw that concert? It was like a warehouse and some guy was living in the loft above the stage...
It's called: a legit place to drop acid.
hand jobs are a waste of time that only lead to arm cramps. Also, where do you look...his eyes, at the penis, at the tv?
yeah the "where to look" question is super awkward
if it wasn’t 100% before, it is now that i will most definitely die a quesadilla related death
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