All the good ones are taken. All that's left is the Harry Potter geek or the asshole in the corner. I think I'll settle for Harry Potter.
after last night i think it would be a good idea if i wrote a will... you know, just in case.
Nothing like studying in the College of Communication to make you realize how smart you are.
I'm scared at the amount of beastiality in this conversation.
Thank you blackberry messenger, for giving me a way to sext faster and more efficiently
Great News, you CAN smoke bowls with a magnifying glass
its hard to take this fight seriously when one dude is an oompa loompa, and the other is a "g spot"
So... on the count of three, we are going to forget last night ever happened... 1...2...3
He kept his baseball cap on when he went down on me...
they call him the transporter because he'll be your designated driver in exchange for sufficient weed or sex.\n
what about money
no - he has a code he lives by
Brandon's Recipe: two parts cocoa, one part sugar, one part milk, two parts four, 378 parts paranoia. Thanks for the fucking brownies, bitch.
What should I say back?
Well, how do you want the conversation to go?
Straight into my pants.
He then used a box cutter I keep in my car to open the plan b. Who says chivalry is dead?
They both showed up at the same time... to surprise me. One had flowers and the other had chocolates. Needless to say, I will be at the bar all weekend long trying to figure out how this happens.
he had to stop me from eating snow off the street on the way back to pick up our cars. that's how hungover i am.
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