So, it's like build-a-bear for your vag?
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.
No, drunk sperm still make babies.
So, do you know where my left shoe is? I mean, we were at a few places last night, and I called them. No luck for me.
The bouncer at this strip club is my new best friend. He is also very persuasive. He got me to strip onstage for a t shirt. It's a nice shirt.
I have a gash on my leg an a lobster leg in my purse.
I just made SCOTCHSICLES. no further info is necessary
Considering the fact that everyone took the wrong jacket from that party, should we casually try to return the chalice and soccer ball we stole from last night?
So scratching an ex marines beard, telling him "nice hairy pussy." then when he opens his mouth to respond, I started fingering his mouth. Needless to say was a horrible idea
That was the night, like, my hair caught on fire...
I just want every freshman guy to know about Grindr just so I can have more options
Why put me through the conflicting battle of being happy for your vagina but sad for my vagina for no reason ahole
you don't even have a vagina so you don't get to tell me what to put in mine
99% of the contents of my handbag are ketchup packets and condoms. I feel that says a lot about me as a person.
All I remember is talking the cops into calling us a cab instead of giving us PIs while trying to wake up your passed-out-on-a-bench ass.
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