please. tell me to stop eating out of the trash.
Picture Ja Rule and 50 Cent having a sexy full grown love child son...He's on my bus right now, wearing an outside jacket with no shirt underneath. My fashion sense and libido are fighting it out.I'll keep you posted on who wins.
You would get kicked out of the study lounge for being drunk the monday of finals week
Bering your kids um. Abiout tol. Throw up
I don't think there was a moment this weekend where grey goose did not course through my veins
I'm on a mission. But just to make out with him so his relationship collapses and he is single when I come back in April.
I'm convinced that college is the only place where one can have an existential crisis over what sweatpants to wear
I have a diplomatic trade for you. My pants for your rum. Tomorrow?
That bottle of wine took a part of my soul with it.
Had a guy offer me a shot. But he wimped out when I asked for tequila and instead ordered gummi bear shots. I don't think he has balls. I didn't stick around to find out.
But in fairness, I would totally have a robo-penis as long as it had full sensation.
So I'm at early voting and the group of ladies behind me is talking about voting no on 2 and my gummy is kicking in, thank lawd
When God made him he put all his talent in his dick. What he lacks in brain, he makes up for in loin.
I just don't understand why we can't have sex in the house. I'll come see you but I'll have to think about the barn thing.
Planning a vacation around my dog. I have become one of those dog moms.
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