It only happened twice. Once we used extra virgin olive oil and once I used saliva and brute force.
my dad just beat the shit out of me cuz i blew my nose on one of my dirty t shirts and he saw it and thought it was cum.
For once I'm glad there wasn't morning sex. Yes, that sore from the night before.
we found him in the shower with a bottle of jose saying "this is Mexico's fault"
It's official. I now have that "I was drunk and needed the money" college story to share later in life.
soo how bad was i last night?
licking sour cream off of the table at pancheros bad.
I think the pivotal moment was when we used the see and say as a drinking game with shots of whiskey. It was all downhill after that.
You should never talk to him again. Unless its you knocking on the door and punching his dick.
We took it as we must go to waffle house or else we will upset the gods.
Delete that photo of me. My ass looks WAY to good it in to be on Facebook for everyone to see. You gotta earn that shit.
Only three months past my 21st and I'm done. So many life lessons in so little time.
the straight edge chick smoked with me, because according to her my bowl is pretty
sooo trippy being back in town after 5 years. if you had asked me in high school who would be future coke heads, i would have been way off
I'm home, and it turns out she didn't get it all. still picking Oreos out of my pubes.
I just opened a pickle jar stoned as fuck. I clapped for myself. I feel like wonder woman.
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