i just saw a man dusting the fake palm trees at the mall
...welcome to nebraska
Just turned elections for the sorority into a drinking game. Right on.
I'll show rhose boucners: You don't let me in, I poop on your pool.
Let's get back to talking about you giving me a blow job.
Manscaping on you would be like trying to clean up the oil spill with a dixie cup.
I felt kinda bad after screaming 'ITS MY BIRTHDAY TOO' while he was having a seizure in the front of the party bus.
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
I chased him for half a mile, lost him then somehow ended up at his house. Is that still considered stalking? I WAS drunk.
So to add to headbutting the microwave while waiting for my hot pockets to cook. I apparently told both bartenders earlier in the night I was going to fuck them both. I hate black out drunk me..
Do you really want to know anything about the inner machinations of a furry's mind
All I remember is pissing by the garage and the next thing I know I'm on fire
That was fun and all, but let's never have sex on a ladder ever again.
My books smell like weed. What does that tell you about my college experience?
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It is like...the most transformative hard on I have ever had.
Because, after all, nothing quite says life in 2020 than doing laundry at 9:40 on a Friday morning to make sure you have masks and underwear.
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