2 am we went back to his house. his mom handed us beers and cooked us pancakes. the next morning his dad had washed my car. i lied. living at home after college definitely does not suck.
Dude has a bag of wine attached to his belt. These guys don't fuck around.
and he said i stripped him down, hand cuffed him to his bed post, and tickled his arm pits, and then continued to watch The Hangover.
I have your shoes, your bike, and someones blue underwear. Round 2 tonight?
You are so lucky that drugs are going to kill you before I do.
I should probably go to bed before I start to care about why I started drinking in the first place.
how is telling me how long you drunkenly fucked someone supposed to make me miss you?
All I know is I was dancing to Shakira in his alley and I think rubbing my junk on his car door.
You screamed 'no, YOU put some pants on' at a cop. I pretended not to know you.
You showed them your nipple for dollars for the jukebox. You were depressed because only one of your songs played. Oh then you twisted your ankle and blamed it on your mad stripper skills.
No shame in my game.
I can already tell, the amount of fun I'm having right now is not nearly going to compensate for the amount of "let us never speak of this again" I'm gonna have tomorrow
I mean honestly, what would you have done?
Not screw her in the church house?
just wanted to eat pizza off his dick so he let me and he can never forget it
I just watched a porn called gay of thrones and I think I've reached a new low in my life
"You can have sex in my class, just stay quiet. I don't like noise." My professor... Shall make for an interesting semester.
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