There was something that i liked about you, but you spent it
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
He said he used to draw on the walls with poop when he was a kid.
I'm in my winter jacket and nothing else. very drunk. bring bitches.
Dude, you were so wasted she couldn't wait. She was grinding your face while you were passed out in the yard.
And then we made magical love in his room under a blacklight as his roommate and girlfriend argued violently in the living room
Having boobs is probably the greatest thing in the world, free booze all around
There's a website where you can order a pile of horse shit to be dropped on a persons doorstep. So that's another option.
I want morning sex. We can incorporate maple syrup into it somehow, it'll be fun
just like cleaning my room and being more organized in my life. more so just making sure a toaster doesn't end up in my car again for 2 months
Let's play another riveting game of "Whose boxers are hanging on my fence?"
Now that it's over, I can finally say it and not feel bad,dude. Her mustache is better than yours.
NO NINJA FIGHTING AT THE GAS STATION
So I figured it out. There's two types of shitters. Moaners and grunters. And on occasion there's a third. It's the ill fabled grunt moaner.
If I look at him, he starts sobbing. Please come get him; he's scaring the cats.
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