I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
you left with a lisa lampanelli lookalike... i hope she was atleast funny
God Help those hot young girls. It's going to be like Bambi in iraq. Except worse.
Pillow talk just revealed that he originally thought I was 16.
Why have they been driving around the block for the past 30 min?
He told her it was international road head day.
he puked in my glove box, looked up at me and said "There's not much to say"
She's doing hand stands on the train as I type. Idk if I'm impressed it embarrassed. Or turned on.
You know where a good place to spend summer is? In your head. High as shit. It doesn't matter where you are.
Day drinking straight vodka out of a Mountain Dew can being towed behind a kayak on a raft. And no, there is no time difference, it really is 10 am.
Living room floor. I asked him to give me a back rub. He did. And smoothly transitioned that to foreplay, then basically threw me on the floor. My vagina hurts. He deserves another Christmas present.
I'm sure I'll run in to him again, there's only so many VA detoxes.
I just felt emotion and I'm not okay with it
how drunk are you?
Several
I just threw up into a baby carriage. There was a baby in it.
Beer Olympics must happen in honor of the legit Olympics.
Randomize
