It only happened twice. Once we used extra virgin olive oil and once I used saliva and brute force.
Trying not to fart in the comp lab is going to take everything i've got.
I stayed up for an hour trying to make my room stop spinning and then I realized it was bc my fan was on
the spit in my mouth is still 99% not mine.
I love him. He's like the father I never had that I kind of want to fuck.
My parole officer gave me condoms and a Starbucks gift card ... happy holidays.
I need to figure out how to tell my doctor that I don't want to fix my possible fertility problems until AFTER I'm done whoring around in my 20s.
omg. MEgabus. stoned.
Theres these two guys talking.
So on a scale of 1 to Friendship-Over, how mad would you be if a rando I brought home sharted on the shag carpet in the living room?
I can not say for certain that I did not blow someone in the bathroom at the bar at some point.
Hi, my name is Ashslay and I'll be your designated shitshow.
National champion athletes like gay butt sex, too. I'm just here to help them out.
Also. Picked being late to work over the maid finding my vibrator. Life choices....
well...I was at work...until someone dropped dead during their performance of "I believe I can fly". It was karaoke night.
we have beer and we're watching the birds have sex in our yard.
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