Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
I am so getting Plan B when we get home. Not getting knocked up by a dude with a hair piece.
dude stop sending me pictures of your dick in weird places. i get it. you rock out with your cock out.
two words...techno handjob
It finally happened. My conscience stopped working. I've never felt so free
thanks so much for stopping me from telling him i want to have sex with him while i proceeded to hookup with the air.
You were high and telling me you felt like Pinocchio and that fire was bad for wood.
I never thought your mom would see me throwing up on my hands and knees in your front yard
I JUST MET THE GIANT MAN THAT WILL CARRY ME FROM PLACE TO PLACE
If court goes my way we are flying to Vegas.
I just want to bone him one last time before he moves across the country with his new (average looking) girl friend.
it's the international house of making me almost fucking shit myself
Fucked a DJ on a jetski today... I love florriidaaa!
She's the other freshman on this drunken voyage
Santi's no longer allowed to buy booze in my lane. Last thing I need is a midlife crisis looking at his Id again.
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