things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
can we get nightvision for the apartment?
when does it stop being whiskey dick and start just being me bad in bed?
I'd be surprised if he had a problem with boundaries after helicoptering his penis in front of you
I found his backpack for the weekend. All it had was ping pong balls, mardi gras beads, and Tums.
she's lying on the floor with a bottle of vodka, belting shakira. plz advise.
I keep telling myself last night was not real, not real, not real. Then I remember I can't move. This hangover is too fucking real.
IDK. when she left she was wearing her bra like an eyepatch and offering to shiver the timbers of the dorm patrol.
He ate me out while Space Jam was on. My life is complete.
You missed the winter stoner olympics last night....I got the gold in blunt rolling
We took your mom out drinking and we wound up winning 18 games of Flip Cup. You have amazing genetics.
Wall of shame with a backpack full of beer bottles, cowboy hat in hand, and a handlebar mustache. I was applauded by a passing car
i just wanna know who wrote "dibbz" on my ass?
Nothing cures your heart after a boy calling you unattractive than a big fat dick
A sultry night of tacos and sex sounds nice. Should I bring home milk?
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