I just fired a shotgun out of the back of a truck going 60. i am going to miss oregon.
He screamed "Oh boy! Oh boy!" during climax.
i'm at the st pattys day thing. the bar is packed. they just put on celine dion its all coming back to me now. i'm screaming the words.
it's 1 pm.
you do realize eating doritos and gatorade as a breakfast hangover cure is only acceptable for one more month - then we have to grow up
when i spit it made a heart shape. i think it's a sign
On an unrelated note: I'm also a big advocate of the "never waste a boner" theory.
So if a 2 is a 10 on the road... do we consider college to be "on the road?" help. its urgent.
It's not really that big. Girls just think it feels big. It's a cocktical illusion.
So apparently I threw a potted plant at a clown last night and told him to get his life together.
no joke- she just sprinkled parmesan cheese into her champagne and slurred "I just need a little snack"
Chang gave me a 1.5 gallon beer tasting cup, i have a new boyfriend with a huge stick, Members of the Irish Rugby team slapped my ass and cheered for firmness, and a couple of strangers are naming the child after me. Best. Weekend.Ever.
There's that certain point at night when you start saying things like s'mores should be used in foreign relations. I reached it.
It's something I can't competently describe without making sex sounds.
The only way he could ever pleasure me is if he lit himself on fire and let me watch
I just found a nug casually in my room under my duffel bag. Is this a sign I need help?
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