i don't know her name but she is cooking me brkfst then helpin me find my car.
she hot?
i don't wanna talk about it
Call it a failed empirical study as to whether drugs would make her more interesting. or at least better in bed.
twelve hours since my last beer and i just blew a .08, time to go to the library
What the fuck. The girl next to me just looked at her phone, put her stuff away, and popped a birth control and ran out of class. Lucky fucking guy.
still drunk. talking shit to the doc drawing my blood. this has no upside
dude you cant keep breaking into my house just to raid my fridge.. especially at 3AM.
One of two things would happen: He'd love it, or you'd get a restraining order.
It's been two weeks and I still have carpet burns on my knees. Well done.
If it looks really sketchy and smells like burnt pizza and pot you're in the right place
We found him in the backyard throwing shoes onto the roof yelling "WHO BRINGS CROCS TO A HOUSE PARTY?!"
Tried to dodge fire in poncho. Fell through fence. Blood everywhere.
I just want to know how she convinced 6 sober ROTC guys to have an ab contest on a street corner at 2 in the morning.
I just opened a pickle jar stoned as fuck. I clapped for myself. I feel like wonder woman.
Oh and he asked if I would occasionally still blow him if we had children. It was so romantic.
we're having rib night followed by a cultural enlightenment party
whats a cultural enlightenment party
we eat nachos and drink margaritas and tequila till we pass out
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