Apparently I added "small children" to my likes on facebook. glad to know that's where my subconscious is at.
he squeezed my boobs like he didn't know what else to do with them, then turned down head...
told you he was gay.
Why do my balls have what looks like rust on them?
some bitch filled my sink with salsa.
Ive only seen a dude masterbate on a train twice, once on the Jtrain and once on the Ftrain... trust me you never wanna see where the subway turns around.
I hope my orgasm sounds aren't secretly that bad and no one tells me
How does this dude know what a dying walrus sounds like? That's the real question
I can't talk to her. I know entirely too much about her genitals to hold a conversation without mentioning them.
There has to be a way to make college graduation in Las Vegas different than any other Tuesday in Las Vegas. Strippers? Been there. Getting arrested for public indecency on the strip? Done that.
I blame it on the rum. It keeps jumpng doqn my throst.
there's an entire drinking game devoted to nobody liking her face
I woke up and my backpack was empty. He used me for sex, and back to school supplies.
Her new crush is a 6'2" guacamole baron that may also be a Jedi.
There's a rash on my genitals that would like a word with you.
You know you're drunk when you have to be picked up out of a bathtub.
And my butt misses you like the deserts miss the rain.
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