similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
No, he will live forever, like cockroaches and Jack Bauer.
I am telling you that nothing wakes you up like stomach acid exiting your nostrils at 10AM
He must be back home now. He moved his box of beer from her porch to ours.
I went back up to the apartment to get her phone and when I came back she was peeing on the sidewalk
oh my god, there is an imprint from the nuva ring in the christmas card my mom sent me. merry christmas.
he stopped talking to me after i tried to use his body as a surf board
Currently separating the burrito I just stuffed in my purse from the weed in my half smoken bowl that was already in it. My what the fuck moment beats yours.
if you ever get a chance to, fuck in a lecture hall. great acoustics. highly recommend it.
At a party. It smells like teen pregnancy and sadness in here.
he got all sad that i was going to fuck his roommate, so i just asked him if it would make him feel better if I let him motor boat me. i am such a saint.
We learned many a lesson today about drug use in canoes
Oh and an honorable mention for your father's porn collection. Things I'll never forget.
I'm so pissed theres no male strip clubs around where we are staying I looked extensively
I’m inviting a few of my favorite manwhores to a pool party. Bring booze and wear your banana hammock so Amy can see what I’m always talking about
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