She was not exactly lady-like. Down there.
You had a beer at 10:30 this morning?
Ya, I didn't have any Tylenol.
This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
I KNOW you don't honestly think you can pay me back in lotto tickets.
Our professor just said "No class today, go get stoned." A guy seriously walked over and hugged him.
I don't know what's worse, the fact that my parents own a sex swing or the fact that my little cousin was playing on it
Valium party in the driveway. Attendance: 1. Don't make me do this alone.
She kept saying my hands are a cupcake factory
My goal of the day is to not shit myself. That's it. Setting the bar real low
He came on my face. Threw a towel at me. Stole my weed. And left. I thought this would be over after we graduated?
Please tell me that's his leg and you didn't really just send me a picture of your dog's dick
Everything was yummy and fruit flavored and five alive and happymeas.
He says it takes a lot to subdue the urge to just bury his face in my vagina. Of course, I have absolutely no problem with this.
You -do- realize there are other things to talk about than just how different parts of you smell like pussy, right?
I woke up with eight different shoes in my bed what the hell happened last night
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