Well, let's be honest here. You're dealing with gay guys... EVERYTHING has an emotional attachment.
one of the service guys here said i licked ranch off your face lastnight
My only regret is not throwing up on the conveyor belt in the dining hall
It's a piss down the stairs of the hotel kind of night
This is now the friendly bartender typing for him. He wants to be on you. He is going to "destroy your vagina". Good luck and sorry if this woke you up!
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
All I want is a guy who will love me and occasionally shave my balls.
She seriously left me for a guy that likes his own statuses on facebook.....
I dont' remember leaving St. Cloud, getting home, or apparently directing traffic in the middle of the fucking street while black out drunk.
I asked my mom if she could pick up something for me to drink since we ran out of orange juice and she goes "We have beer, champagne, and baileys. Drink one of those."
We were taking body shots by lunch. I love college.
this is gentle reminder #1 not to forget to bring the vibrator when you come
I'm armed with nothing but $4 lip gloss gum and my phone. Ready to take on the fucking world.
CyberMonday=Bulk Condom Shopping For 2018
I remember turning to Jon after doing a line of coke and saying "I was a Girl Scout"
Randomize