Do you ever creep on the girls you have banged and wondered how their walk of shame went?
I'm not sure what happened last night, but my turtle seems afraid of me.
well, 500 bucks doesn't grown on trees, and i need that bear suit for any chance of vagina access.
She was surprised when she saw all our living room furniture was made from old kegs. It's like she's never met us before...
We had sex under a tree in his boss's backyard, then I hooked up with his best friend. I don't even care how I got home.
My bruised ribs were so worth that win in beer pong
I feel like the fact that I slept with someone who dresses up like Batman a few times will never be lived down.
But seriously. What possible excuse could I come up with to ditch my parents on Christmas to go fuck him?
Just introduced myself to a group of people and one dude said "You're Marc!? I've heard many a legend of you." I raised bottle of champagne, said cheers, and drank with them.
I have bits of ceiling fan all over now
Update: just imagined being dirty talked to in an Irish brogue and I think my vagina became a sentient being.
all I got out of honors convocation is I've hooked up with a lot of smart guys
Well I didn't get a shacker shirt but I somehow managed to come home with superman socks
someone commented on last weekends photos impressed that so many homeless people wanted to take pictures with us. weird that those "homeless people" are our friends... right?
She asked what a chaser is. I died a little inside, please come back..
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