I cannot believe you needed a note to remind yourself to ask me about the fourteen sleeping Mexicans.
I learned nothing from that class except drinking and chemistry go together great.
They past out watching a re-run of the 1984 presidential debate on cspan
you just started pointing at the light and whispering "star wars"
Okay. But I hope it isn't expensive lingerie. Because I'm ripping it off Hulk Hogan style.
Bright side: maybe hell start being nice to you now that you know he has erectile dysfunction.
His dick is so big it could be an arm rest.
He's talking about me being Slave Princess Leia and how he'll chain me up. I don't have the heart to point out that he would be Jabba in that scenario...Is it bad that his lack of SW knowledge is destroying my lady boner?
After that time I came to the conclusion that jeeps are the best cars to have sex in
Nobody feels the need to text me back. Men. And I sent myself a message saying nakedness. I'm all the man I need.
I saved a note for myself but all it said was "am I a slutty Holden Caulfield?"
I'm definitely closer to having sex in every building on campus than I am to having a post-graduation career/plan/future. Unless that future is getting fucked in lots of buildings. I got that shit on lock down.
Next time I take edibles I'm getting chipotle to cater the event
He sends me pictures of his dogs and I send him my tits, it's a win win situation
I’m planning a Pharmasutra for the first night after the pandemic ends
Pharmasutra?
Me + Chris + cocktails + viagra = night of orgasms
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