Took it a bit far last night. While leaving his house, I sent myself a text that said, 'you're still pretty"
I don't think we should have started that trash fire
I will fight anything that is not spinning right now
We role played last night. I was Brandon Inge and she was some slut from Toledo. Let's just say Triple A might not be so disappointing after all.
If her puking on your pool table is her sign of a good night, it's time to intervene.
I'm making myself a nametag with my contact info and pinning it to myself like a kindergardenter in case I get lost when I black out on Sat.
Can we laminate it? Just to be safe.
Its a "sake bomb in the bathroom during class" kind of day.
Still losing my voice, so I am trying to get it back through drugs. Welcome to my Monday logic.
OH HAPPY DAYS YOU'RE BOTH GINGERS YOU'LL REPRODUCE YOUR OWN KIND
can anyone on this campus do anything sober?
Use "feeling words"
Yay
If you enjoy dance recitals as much as I do, that's one shitty Father's Day...
If that orgasm indicates how the rest of the year is going to go, I need to buy rain boots.
I told you for Halloween we just need to let the loins free! Let the girth come to us in a flock, drenched with passion!
Fuck you, dude, I'm not sharing my weed anymore if you're going for the Panthers.
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