Damn. That makes sense
I know im like the sherlok holmes of sexual problems
don't get me wrong, i like my boss a lot, but not enough to not bang his daughter
And when I look at him, I just want him to say "I love you" in between deep thrusts and hard grunts.
Okay I'm all about any plan that ends with "We're gonna get you drunk."
There's a hand-carved wooden bong in my backpack, and i really wish i could remember last night now.
Not complaining, but why is there a Russian chick downstairs making latkes?
It's ok for me to have his baby but I can't be his friend on fb. Wth is wrong with this
Well, it's either jungle juice or memory of the night... It's unfortunate I can't have both
And I just want to be like your tongue is not a FUCKING sword
I just encountered the same creepy guy I showed you, he jumped inside the dumpster screaming.
Yeah i like want to be friends with him. And if we have sex in the physics library well thats fine with me
Wtf is this place? I don't see any alcohol and I feel like we were supposed to bring our own strippers.
I came so hard my ears popped.
my mom asked me why i was covered in scratches, blood, and dirt this morning..i answered "i was planking obviously" and walked away
I gotta do like a month's worth of catch-up personal hygiene today in prep for Christmas so extended family doesn't ask if I'm depressed.
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