imagine if the morning after your status automatically updated with the name of the person you hooked up with
i guess it wasn't a booty call since he got home from the club at 6:00 am... he told me to consider it morning sex
if the best thing you can say about him is "he probably wont kill me" you may want to rethink hanging out with him
I don't remember anything but yelling at the ref in Spanish.
You fuck like a mechanic. That is the universe telling you that is your true calling. Take this as a sign.
Boob shaped ice luge is ordered for my bday. Boom
I can't even drink.
The liquor comes out the nipples. Out. The. Nipples.
Can't wait to hear which one of you won the 'fuck a bigger geek' contest last night. Queen Amidala vs Lara Croft. See you at breakfast.
This hurricane was the perfect excuse to buy 2 pounds of animal crackers and a case of beer. It's on Sandy.
Dammit now I'm pissed. Its like I am torn between two worlds. A world of girls, and a world of people punching other people in the head. Both are just so beautiful.
Not good... He ate my chips. Thats not a sex analogy for anything. My actual potato chips... gone. I lost on both ends.
I believe in weed hangovers. To say the least.
First week is awesome. Freshman girls prancing around everywhere like newborn baby deer looking for a dick to jump on
I made out with that lesbian chick for a blunt. NO REGRETS.
I. Love. Skype. Sex.
I think it's just been too long since actual dick has been inside you that you only THINK you love skype sex
I got drunk. Then I took a shit.
It was a good shit
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