After 12 shots he decided to show us knife tricks. You can figure out how it ended
Depending on hangover severity. The fact that I can spell severity is in your favor.
On a scale of one to everyone dying I say let's aim for a 7
At the party. I feel like I just walked into a lifesize blunt.
He was trying to hotbox the banana suit. Of course we traded him for vodka.
After some trial and error I found soaking my balls in maple syurip helps ease the pain.
In either case, seeing now as it's basically two couples, unless we're planning to have a good old fashion orgy I think this isn't going to work out so well.
Dude, it's not gay. It's winter.
Unintentional and slightly frustrating adventures are basically all I'm good for. Expect heart palpitations, cheap food, and homeless men serenading us.
I can't even express how horny I am. The English language isn't equipped for what I'm plotting.
I just remembered you throwing bread at me and getting me to drink water out of a heineken bottle. You are my best friend.
Oh and yeah that does count as public urination.
So I can officially say that someone has licked whipped cream off my nipples. Go senior year
You use your abs way more than I realized. Btw multiple orgasms is the best thing I've ever discovered.
my goldfish that i got the day i lost my virginity just died. im terrified as to what this symbolically means for my sex life
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