There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
flash back: i gave smirnoff to a group of children at walmart
Well i tried snorting sugar. so either that made me puke or the fact that i drank water from a fish tank
WHITE RUSSIAN WEDNESDAY. TELL YOUR CO WORKERS. INVITE QND PREPARE
Yes, but it's not new to me. It's like every time a new guy finds out I'm a squirter it's a novelty so they make me squirt and squirt and squirt until their bed is completely soaked. And then afterwards they complain that there isn't a dry bit to sleep on. No shit Sherlock.
So on a scale of 1 to Friendship-Over, how mad would you be if a rando I brought home sharted on the shag carpet in the living room?
I went to the bathroom, came back, and my friend was sleeping leaning up against the stripper pole.
He wouldn't let me leave his house until he made me orgasm once for every year I've been alive. The birthday sex song did not prepare me for this.
I was wearing my get used bookstore shirt when we fucked. Ironic yet appropriate.
Just set up my first threesome: a rapper and a Marine. Pretty sure at least 80% of girls in America hate me right now.
We made out a little and then he gave me some weed. I would say it was a pretty productive stop on my way home
As you were leaving you yelled at the owners that the stairs weren't suitable for "intoxacapated" people and promptly fell down them.
So I WAS right.
She did what?
Who. The correct term is she did who.
Did you see him? The correct term is definitely what.
It's a race to see if I finish the bottle first or my homework
It was just another case of she fell in love I fell asleep.
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