508, what difference does it make? You were alone, anyway.
I think I just was a dick to Paul Rudd.
Thats cool. we found a cat INSIDE a coke machine.
We watched a biography of Frida Kahlo in class today. It was depressing. A chick with a UNIBROW just put my sex life to shame.
apparently they wrote a song entitled "butt slut" about her... im thinking shes not girlfriend material.
All I remember is mattress sliding down the stairs while giving him a blow-job. Sorry you had to witness the incident.
We thought she was passed out on the toilet, but she raised her head to tell me the word I couldn't remember was "empathize." Then she puked blood and passed out.
It's annoying. I only date people who are 6 foot 3, drug dealers, or 2 years older than me.
If they weren't representing Obama and the White House, they definitely would've punched me in the face.
Like, she can be the shepard of the gays. Delivering him unto homosexuality.
We ended up on their roof with our pants around our ankles shotgunning beers at one point.
I dropped her off at home and her fiancé was shitty, it was 4:30 am. I told him I was the Uber driver
apparently in the middle of sex, i said "i just really love the food network i watch it every day"
You are hungover. Your arguments are irrational an incoherent. We only played twice. Have some Gatorade and take a knee.
Never. No amount of alcohol could convince my brain and eye sight that it is okay to fuck him. I'd rather fuck my cousin.
Randomize
