This guy told us that for a dollar and two cigarettes he'd let Megan stomp on his crotch. We were gonna refuse, but we figured someone had to keep him from passing his stupid genes along.
Street performer on bourbon st just lifted a sewer top so I could puke down it. I love New Orleans.
easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do.
CAUTION: TWINS DO NOT HAVE TWIN PENISES.
And "sexual slave/chef" was as it turns out not a real career choice...
asked the cab driver where he learned Swahili last night.
I may or may not have just sent the bartender a pic of me in my slutty cheerleader costume with the caption "rah rah ree, gimme yo d"
I don't know at which point last night turned terribly, terribly wrong, but it was somewhere around Motel 6, specifically the parking lot.
I come bearing gifts of whiskey and vagina
Breaking a step ladder over someone's back turned into a really fun game, way too quickly.
If I hid at school to avoid the cops, is it fleeing and evading or just being a good student?
Can't decide if this guy is hot or if I'm just bored.
Sex is clearly the solution either way.
He had really great hair, but he told me he's been in a psych ward three times. I mean I know I'm a psych major, but that's too much.
I fucking hate humanity. I met a twenty three year old adult with an aol email account today. I'm not sure how those things are related, but I'm sure they are.
For real his Facebook page says he studied "sexual arts" at some random college I've never heard of. You've been warned.
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