Last night this chick queefed when I was going down on her. Thinking if you! xo
you wouldnt answer to anything but devil's advocate all night.
Only your vagina holds the key to what happened last night.
For the record I fully support drunken you in most social situations... Just not charity events.
That's why she's the girl with her life together and you're the girl with the penis drawn on your car.
He literally sends me dick pictures, EVERY DAY. SEVERAL DIFFERENT ANGLES ..it's like I GET THE POINT.
You were jumping on the trampoline and screaming that you couldn't feel the fire.
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
We bonded over blowjobs and stories of our childhoods. It was beautiful.
I just want to let it be known that I almost put my phone in the fridge.
If those antibiotics mean you can't drink, ya might as well pack your bags and re-enroll next fall, because sobriety this week would be social suicide.
I was talking about you wanting my dick, but that works too
Dude, you're only mentioning the Bro Code so I can't get any
"He was so not worth staining my backseat for."
Chaz got drunk and passed out so we superglued a kazoo to his mouth. Listening to him Panic when he woke up was fucking hilarious.
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