Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
we are all sexual creatures
yea maybe. but you're not. you're not getting any.
how does a 20 year old who hasnt gone through puberty yet score the game winning goal? fuck sidney crosby and his small nuts.
I gave myself a pep talk in the library bathroom mirror. and then threw up in the sink.
I really wish I had added "blowjob on a slide at a playground" to my bucket list before last night.
Something's wrong. My throat is definitely not in it's normal spot. Way too low.
She makes walking on a treadmill look like a porno. I wish I could send over shots as an ice breaker.
That's effing brilliant. We should start a business.
No you usually just ranted about the voicemail bitch until she cut you off again
I distinctly remember calling the anesthesiologist a "sneaky little bastard" directly to his face
I definitely pole-danced a parking meter outside a party last night. The cheering was appreciated.
Hey... Tell me if you remember differently, but nobody truly saw me naked, right?
See what happens when I don't get laid? I make poor life decisions, like buying baby ducks.
She told me having sex was our civic duty. How can I not love her?
Also. I think I just got sentimental over a nude
Man I just realized that my only life problem right now is that I have to convince myself not to fuck a 19-y-o
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