: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I had a dream you and I were having sex. It was pretty romantic.... until you started pulling out toys.
He keeps apologizing for not being able to get hard when he's drunk. We havent even left the club yet.
you could tell him that chauvinism doesn't go very well with his gay homemade tank top
Girls only wine night turned into a sloppy drunk lesbian orgy again
They just came out of my bathroom and asked if I could spare them a condom. See. Its a good thing I have some.
It's like I'm in a vicious cycle of noncommittal penis.
You dont lie about slip and slides
Yeah everyone's alive and well besides the still terrifying threat of Ted's conception of a human being
Just turned down sex because it's a holy day of obligation, my mom would be proud.
I partied with a deaf mute last night. strangely enough the more drunk I get the easier it is to understand him.
I was covered in mud from my knees down, I smelt like the inside of a port-a-potty and only had mascara on one eye. . . so you know your usual Sunday brunch.
Last night you dunked donut holes in spinach dip, ate it, threw up, and continued eating. I cant keep up with your drunk eating skills.
I was wondering where the donuts went.
Be careful, there is sex in the air.
God gave you your own nipples for a reason.
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