I think scott just propositioned me for sex
moral of the story: I'm going to stab everyone
I love you. And by the way. I found out a way for you to train your gag reflex. Elliot taught us in math.
YouTube is recomending me a video on how to make a home made meth bong, what has my life come to?
whatever a "slut portfolio" is, mine is apparently almost complete
he asked you how you felt and you yelled "I FEEL SO PROACTIVE!" and started coloring with sharpies
you left saying you wanted to "go piss on that girl's doorstep" and we didn't see you the rest of the night
that actually explains a lot
And I really REALLY don't feel like cleaning cinnamon off my penis tonight.
Dude, it's not gay. It's winter.
I try new drugs instead of new boys. That way you can't scold me about the importance of condoms
So you are wearing a heart monitor while drinking?
Yea, they said carry on with my everyday activity.
He has an accent when he types. I can *hear* the schnitzel. Especially when he's drunk.
I don't WANT a sex disease! Especially one assigned to me by my supervisor..
Fuck you. You were a total asshole last night.
We will get to that, but can anybody tell me whose fucking socks I am wearing?!
I dont know which is weirder.. the fact that i just watched our mom kick ass at beer pong and ride the pole like a true fire girl or the fact that ive never felt closer to her in my life.
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