He introduced her to the DMA meeting by saying: in the past few years i've never seen someone work so hard for so little success
I just need someone to hold me and tell me i dont turn boys gay
Yeudjkisdjxbfceryuj. i love having a qwerty keyboard just so i can do that.
mowing the lawn. still drunk. If my dad doesn't appreciate this I swear I'm dissowning everyone including him
I stumbled into my living room at 4 a.m. to find him hurling my laptop across the room and his pants around his ankles. Clearly his night didn't go as planned.
It went alright, nothing too special, just got threatened with a knife by our server.
Update: I only have one shoe. The other one now belongs to the gods of jello-wrestling. May it rest in peace.
STOP LICKING HIS MUSTACHE
I CAME HOME WITH MY NIPPLES PEIRCED! WE WERE CAMPING. IN THE MOUNTIANS. I DONT EVEN REMEMBER IT AT ALL.
Wtf are freshmen gonna think when the first thing they see in a pale 6'4 white kid with a mustache yelling ya man and we be liming in a Trinidadian accent
Frankly, since I met you, I practically exist in a state of constant readiness for sex
I actually haven't slept with anyone in a while. I think my whore phase is just seasonal.
I think he knows I took a picture of him. Why I don't get punched in the face more often is anyone's guess.
I have bruises all over my legs. Did I hit a car with my bike last night?
All I can remember from last night was eating nutella and touching myself to Weird Science.
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