OH MY GOD. JESUS STRIPPER. THERE IS A JESUS STRIPPER HERE. A STRIPPER DRESSED AS JESUS.
I went to the gas station and the lady goes I remember you. Broken sunglasses and puke on your car.
A 300 lb dude in a sundress yelling bible verses while wearing a raggedy anne wig is just as funny as I thought it would be. Thank you san francisco.
He's a forty-something balding gay man with no boundaries or sense of social norms. Of course we should befriend him.
my longitudinal study of the long term effects of sloth and alchol-intake is nearly complete.
so you are graduating this semester.
Its kind of weird knowing that im only seeing you that day to fuck in some woods
I may not have eyeballs after all the drunk naked people having sex outside.
Boobs speak an international language.
It's the best! If I had one wish it would be for life to be one really long gay porno. Thats what I wish for during every 11:11.
Sorry for face planting onto the table with all our alcohol on it
Now that mom and dad sold the camper, do you think it's okay to talk about all the sex I had in it?
Sex while Star Warsing is the best
that moment you remember partying with someone several years ago.. and don't remember if you slept with them or not.
Goal: finish my bio assignment before the Xanax kicks in.
I'm really busy with my period
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