just to let you know, don't open your linen closet for a while until i come over with a cleaning kit and geek squad
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
I just saw a like a 30 person deep walk of shame... it was like the million man march but with dorm chicks
What do you mean you don't pregame your bikini waxes?
Just looking for some anal play. An attempting to read atonement. The highbrow/lowbrow divide is striking.
Dorm room. In. Elevator. Fell in. Boom. Puke
Where is my rescue team. I keep hiding shit. And I'm trying to give out shots of olive oil
so... the fat chick just walked over, shook my hand, then introduced herself as "versatile". shoot me now.
Look if you're not going to be mine and take care of my needs, I'm going to fuck your sisters.
I opened my door to find him standing there with vodka, McDonalds, a smile and a hard-on. Of course I let him in.
This is going to be the time I got green body paint on Chris' ceiling all over again...
This feeling I'm having... is it love or a combination of alcoholism and unprotected rough sex
An orgasm and grocery shopping is the appropriate start to every Monday.
Do you remember whose house we're in?
There's a big difference between a penis and a toilet.
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