I just want to sing "highway to the danger zone" when I'm taking his pants off.
STOP fucking him and come play in the snow with us!
I'm sitting in class drinking a forty out of a paper bag. No ones said anything yet. I think my professor is trying to ignore me. Better start yelling louder.
What part of i'm handcuffed to an oven do you not understand?
I don't think I'm emotionally ready for this blow job.
Everybody knows the last week of summer internships include showing up to the office hammered and hitting on the CEO
NO HOOKUPS IN THE CAR. I will try as i might to practice what i preach, but there are no guarantees.
Evvvvvveryone knows we hooked up in the DJ booth. People call it the BJ booth now. I've created a legacy
Also, fucking on half deflated air mattresses is a great full body work out.
Also, I don't know if it's the drugs I'm on or not, but I truly believe I was hypnotized last night listening to an audio book.
I'm beginning to think shitting his pants is just a normal thing for him.
You have no concept of how high I am, do you?
I'm not too sure what happened last night, but by the looks of it, we must have gotten drunk with zebras.
He took a shit in my shoe. A part of me is livid and a part of me is impressed because that’s some real evil genius.
I bonged champagne. And did keg stands. What in the actual fuck am I doing with my life?
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