I remember going home with 2 girls. Woke up with 4.
I had a dream last night that I had to pretend I liked Dave Matthews Band to impress this girl I was talking to.
I guess it was more of a nightmare.
so my class lasted 15 minutes this morning because this kid puked all over himself..only at radford
I was so high I couldnt even listen to music i was terrified of the potential knowledge i would gain.
You pointed at his crotch then made a thrusting motion. I think it's safe to say every guy at my college loves you.
its mom's weekend..did we need to couger proof the apt?
This is worse than the time I broke into Subway to steal bread.
I woke up with his wallet, but not him. Gold-digging at it's finest.
So I have the hangover from hell, spent all night puking, and there's a septic tank truck parked outside the house literally pumping shit. You win God.
Yep. Just threw myself a bachelorette party with my coworkers penis before I re-enter the holy order of monogomous relationships.
Have you resumed life with the rest of the world yet or are you still huddled in the fetal position while wearing compression gear?
I can't wet the bed. That was the old me. I'm grown
Oh my god
My vibrator looks like a lipstick tube. So does my mace. I just realized the potential problems of keeping them both in the same bag.
you were acting out moves from the wwe, in a dress. then you sceamed "you can't see me" and ran out of the apt.
Should we make a shared Google doc list of places we want to fuck? Like a scavenger hunt?
Randomize
