Someone told me they could tell we were from cincinnati because we say "as fuck" after adjectives
It was still light ouot when we were walking up Pier Ave and she kept asking if she could suck my nipples.
Milquetoast, coolest word ever.
I woke up with a picture of my dick as my background. still wondering if it was a good night or not.
When I got to his place, he served wine and cheese and made me sit on the balcony while he read his poetry to me. He cockblocked himself.
Things got a little weird when he fired up his homemade flamethrower in the living room.
if theres anything i pride myself on, its my ability to look homeless.
He led me to his room and handed me the remote, he left to go take a shower and there is a group of guys across the hall just staring at me... Its like they know something i dont. Help me.
The cops walked in and cracked up bec he was passed out on the couch in a pink tutu.
The upside of a losing football weekend is that there are more sad frat boys willing to let loose their inner gay man.
This strip club is mediocre. Talent is fine. Fung shui is bad.
IT WAS JUST SO LITTLE AND AWKWARDLY FLOPPING BACK AND FORTH
He referred to our sex as "an Olympic event." My tits are bruised.
Its really awkward pooping while on videochat. Even if you turn the video off.
I woke up on the hammock spooning a box of Cheese Itz.
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