: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
They should make Jack Daniels chap stick
You slow clapped the stripper last night.
I'm drinking Leinenkugel through a Red Vine. I'm not drunk. I'm just happy with my life so far.
I just came so hard there were tears. Actual tears.
He actually has his life put together though, during the date we walked by a shoppers drugmart where my friend and I once flashed a janitor and all I could wonder was how does he not see shit show written all over me?
you were yelling that somebody needed to take your bra off with such enthusiasm my first thought was that you were on fire.
Oh fuck. There is like a human shit on the sidewalk. I hate this place.
I am sleeping in the bathtub because my bed is too soft.
So yeah he had good weed?
Only you could make a stripper uncomfortable by eye fucking her too much.
And suddenly....Tubas. Tubas everywhere.
Poor guy. Tried so hard to get out of the friend zone. I had to make out with someone in front of him to put him in his place.
He called me khaleesi while I rode his dick. He wins
Mike's letting gay guys do body shots off him again.
My boyfriend, ladies and gentlemen.
If you are refering to the duckling living in your bath...I can explain, but before I do, can you throw a peice of bread in there?
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