We'll make it into fun. If I can make wii bowling into a drinking game, I can make studying spanish into a sex game.
We raised our shot glasses and you screamed out "TO MY DAD FINALLY GOING TO REHAB!"
The melted ice in my drinks tonight is probably the most water I've had in like 3 days accumulated.
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
I told my dad my stomach hurt and he bet me ten bucks I couldn't throw up on command. He has no idea what I did last night and I got ten bucks.
my memory may be fuzzy, but the 20+ naked pictures I sent him were surprising clear
He handed me a temporary tattoo and said cover the hickey up with this
just sex-dialed 911. that's 34 seconds of dignity i will never get back.
Now I just sit back and wait to give ass birth to pure evil.
Packing for college has become a game of where did I hide my sex toys.
I sense naked hashbrown eating in my near future.
Is Oprah even human
after sex he fell asleep with his water bottle in one hand and his dick in the other at 6pm. I'm a winner.
At one point I was counting his nipple hairs to calm myself down.
dude igloo, 4 foot bong, and 3 grams of blue dream. will you be my eskimo buddy?
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