I'll pay for our taxi if you let me makeout with the drummer and we don't leave RIGHT when the bassist does.
she said and I quote "NO SOUP FOR YOU!!!" and closed her legs.
I don't care. I'm going to fuck John's friend and it's all your fault.
I slept with him because his girlfriend should know better than to be with him given is reputation. It was like sex and a lesson all in one.
You then showed up downstairs in only a robe, telling everyone how you were "the most chivalristic fratstar ever."
You should have totally come, I started watering down vodka with cider. I have lost the sense of taste.
Welp, I can cross "making out with a guy in a dress" off my bucket list...
In related news... Actually, nope. I don't have any orgy-related news. You win.
Shut the fuck up. It's not the end of the world. Now come get your asshole bleached with me or we're not roommates anymore.
If I'm going to risk life and limb to wear a Wings jersey to the Garden next week, the least they can do is win.
And the most would be ending up in bed with one of them.
In my defense, who let the drunk girl run around with a sack of broken glass unsupervise?
Sexual favors are the only currency recognized by the Republic of Greg
I broke another vibrator the other day. Abstinence is not for me.
He was calculating the number of ceiling tiles when I was on top it was fucking rain man.
I woke up using a beer can as a pillow. successful party?
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