And we started making out. She asked me to pick a number between 1 and 10. I said 6. She took me to her room. A few minutes later I wasnt a virgin. DUDE I WAS GOING TO SAY 2.
I'll go out only because I know the starving children in third-world countries would frown upon us if we let an hour of free sangria go to waste...
we ate a 40 pack of string cheese and watched an entire washing machine cycle.
It was the first time I had seen his penis when it wasnt hard. It just looked so vulnerable and a little bit depressed.
I distinctly recall there being a "I can't be dead 2maro" stipulation to going out last night. There's been a breech of contract
She only remembers me when she's drunk. It's like I'm a suppressed memory that only surfaces with alcohol.
found a hand written recpiet for 'one doe fawn' on an open crate in my living room need help to find it
where the hell would u of bought a deer
I had to make out with him. He bought me a few drinks and he was an Angels fan. As a Yankee fan that was my way of saying good game and sorry we beat the shit out of you
I just found out via Facebook that my old dorm room is now the free condom distribution room on campus...IT'S LIKE THE UNIVERSE KNOWS!
It's going to be so weird waking up tomorrow morning fully rested completely sober and not covered in piss or bruises.
Is "when in doubt date the guy with the bigger dick" a good philosophy?
If there was a build-a-penis, I would build that penis.
I have poison ivy on my dick
WHAT
I mean, if there was a version of you with a penis, you'd fuck it...right? Like just outta curiosity at least
No it's a real cult, with original ideas and shit like that
Randomize
