We need to find a way to make penises more like hookahs.
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
HE COULDN'T FIND IT! WHAT KIND OF QUARTERBACK CAN'T FIND IT?!
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
FALSE ALARM! I didn't piss myself, I fell asleep in the shower and then drunkingly crawled into my bed
I was on my way last night when some asshole yelled "make better life choices" out the window of his car. I felt so self conscious I went home.
I think I'm too tall to 69 successfully.
I think I might cry.
She was to tired for head so she opted for a footjob with poor results. I dont want to talk about it
Don't feel sorry for me. I'm getting Red Lobster and sex tonight. Nothing can bring me too far down.
Oh hell no my vagina is on that screenshot
You know getting black out drunk at a cats birthday party should have been my lowest point drinking wise but some how I feel like last night was some how worse
I find celibacy oppressive. Huge waste of my time and talents.
why is there a shopping cart in my back seat? and a dick drawn on the side of my car?
I was just dry heaving outside of the Chem building when a guided tour walked by. Welcome to the Maritimes kids...
Let the clothes fall where they may.
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