Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
she was bad bro. like...id rather put my dick in a blender. twice.
Ways to know you did something wrong: you sugar-coated it for your therapist.
He felt like a one man threesome
hey, this is the drunk ass freshman from last night. thanks alot for helping me out last night, i'd probably be on some lawn if it wasn't for you guys! and my mom says thanks for talking to her
It's amazing the difference a day and 2000 mg of antibiotic make. Nine days to go.
He had me believing he was actually British until he came and used his real voice.
Do you think I threw out my left shoulder during the keg stand or the stripper pole? It's medically relevant my chiropractor wants to know.
Hey man. We haven't met but my name is Ben. I threw up a bunch at your house last night. I heard you smoke though so I'll smoke you out anytime.
I'm gonna have to get you a special blowjob bib -- like a lobster bib -- but instead of a picture of a little red lobster, it will have a picture of a penis, with 3 big squirts coming out.
Just bought a gingerbread house kit and pregnancy tests. Happy holidays.
I've lost every trace of self esteem. Even sneaking a BJ in the coffee room has lost it's luster.
Well, i'm not hugging a bag of cheetos and crying while I watch Friends wishing that we were Ross and Rachel. So clearly I'might doing better than last night.
I would really like it if you guys got out of my bush
That’s all I need in life: vibrators, butt plugs, strawberry lube, and sour gummies
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