You don't understand, Single Ladies is like the Don't Stop Believing of the gay community.
I had to move some guys boxers out of the dryer. This is the closest I'll be getting to dick this month.
According to last night if you on the sidewalk at 12 a|m\nYour a WHORE !
they have a walk of shame score keeper on their fridge. I marked my tally for him on my way out..
I love when I'm alone in the house. It's like pants were never invented.
Well he's not exactly single.. It's like an open relationship his wife doesn't know about
I may only be a second year med student but I feel very confident in calling that a micropenis.
I think I pulled my groin stumbling back from the bar. That or the hippo I woke up next to.
I chased a girl up a staircase screaming because she had a cardboard cut out of James Dean which, at the time, I believed to my friend being held against his will
He shoved his balls through an egg carton and showed us a picture. They were surprisingly egg-like.
I realize it truly is impossible to burrow under the grass like a mole. Let's not drink for at least another 3 days.
You know it was a good night when you're lying on the couch in your pjs at 4pm having a pitcher of ice water for breakfast.
Does it qualify as sexting if you're both pretending to be fictional characters?
I'm not sure whether to be proud of you or weirded out.
All my interactions with my brother are drug deals at this point
*goes to show prof a picture* *forgets tit pic is in camera roll*
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