Yeah. We was talkin. Its ok. My bed is too filled with pam for sex. Its like a slip and slide of butter product.
We had to introduce ourselves in ethics class. This guy stood up said I'm mark, I love sluts and Jack. Then just sat back down. Hero status.
As long as there aren't any pictures of me humping the penguin, we are good,
Lol I just left. He's funny and he's cute. Downside: he thinks he can outdrink us
He came up and told us to watch as he chugged his beer with no hands. Then asked if he could come drunk swimming with us.
He drew a face on his balls with a sharpie. It was like giving head to a unicorn.
I dont care how high you are "yes" is not the correct response to "what do you want from Taco Bell" Mom.
Alright, deal. Settling two drug deals before noon is what I call a productive day. I'm not even gonna go to math, I've practiced enough numbers for the day.
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.
We left the bar and you kept yelling "ONWARD SCION, TO GLORY!!"
I'll pass on that plan. The lack of my penis in new vaginas is no where on the itinerary.
Its a holy bong. We had to bless the holy bong water.
Anyway, it's clearly a shapeshifting vagina/AT-AT, which I never said I was SEXUALLY attracted to. Just that I liked it.
We fucked, she finished, high fived me, the pulled a celebratory pack of gushers out of her purse for each of us. I'm going to marry your sister dude.
THIS IS NOT A LAUGHING MATTER, CAITLIN. MY PARENTS ARE FUCKING. LOUDLY.
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