If you can't do the LSAT hung over. You can't do the LSAT. That's the real practice.
I'm using process of elimination to determine which of our neighbors i fucked last night.
The guatemalans kept making all these sexual suggestions ... With the corn
It just hurt to pee because he was fingering for fucking gold in there.
And theres a reasonable expectation that if you're fighting over a pair of yoga pants on the ground at VS someones gonna videotape it
STOP TELLING PEOPLE I PEED ON YOU
Concert was great. Tackled the lead singer. Met him afterwards. He was cool about it.
I have what looks like a rubber stamp mark on my cock from last night that says "Magic Marla Approved" Do we know a Marla?
Someone sharpied "COCK HUNGRY" on my butt cheeks last night. When the fuck did I have my ass out?
We dug deep emotionally while eating cereal
No more weed for you
So are we just not going to talk about the time I came home to you jerking it in the kitchen?
Are you sure he's still you're boyfriend when you're sober?
Update: they told me I was twerking to twenty one pilots
Why is there a whip in the kitchen?
He ate me out in a limo while we were driving home. I love bars being open again!
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