Well apparently he's into motor boating.
he just referred to himself as the billy mays of his frat.. heres how to order
So apparently I told him I was off to go "whore skipping" and I disappeared into the night skipping down the street. I know this because there's video.
i think i will get a tattoo on my butt that says "im not bluffin with my muffin", but i guess if i was serious, i would get it above my c-section scar
getting caught by my parents in bed with another guy was way easier coming out than telling them over dinner like I had planned.
It was like a secret agent hookup. No names, swift execution, get in- get out.
My mom said I should get that 'not fucking anybody' problem fixed.
I just got a high school volleyball teams practice cancelled because I slept with the head coach through their practice time.
Not a single person will look me in the eye. Last night must've been bad.
I think the guy in front of me just puked in a styrofoam cup.
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
he just sent me a picture of his penis sticking through a piece of paper that he had drawn a stick figure with tits on it that said "you"
it's not like this is the first time she's brought a guy home and I'm the one who hooks up with him
I drank too much tequila. I'm hyperventilating. Send help. I think I slipped through satan's asshole.
Well if YOU HAVE TO KNOW, we're laying across the street from the bar on that grassy hill trying to see who's she's with at the bar.
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