I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
Another weekend, another 3 guys I have to awkwardly avoid while crossing campus...
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
I feel like I should I write an apology note to the frat for falling down stairs, passing out on the couch, and chugging the entire bottle of burnetts at semiforml last weekend. Apparently I was the main topic of discussion at their chapter meeting last night.
i regret nothing . he quoted dr. suess . he deserved that bj .
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
I think you begin to realize how unfair life really is when you're high and you discover that the new box of fruit by the foot on your shelf is actually empty
Drug-sniffing dog walked past me and my suitcase in the train station. My opinion: they need a new dog
Dude you ate toast sprawled out on my kitchen floor and said "this is comfy". No more day drinking.
She was covered in mud grabbed my crotch and said see that handprint that means I called dibs
We could all 3 jump out of a cake in just tophats. A true marble cake.
You've gotta make sure the carpets match the drapes, though.
I am not dying my bush blue.
i love how you just walk into that dealer's house every time without knocking, yet you don't even know his name
Based on the conversation I'm going to assume you didn't close the deal.
It started going awry when I fell through a roof.
you were grinding on the cop whispering for him to lend you his tazer.
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